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Psalm 126
1
Nymþe hus timbrige halig drihten,on idel gylp oðre winnað
þe þæs huses hrof staðeliað.
2
Nymðe gehealde eac halig drihtenceastre mid cynnum, ne mæg hi cynlice
wæccende weard gehealdan.
3
Forhwan ge mid idelnesse ealle arisað,ærðon leoht cume leoda bearnum?
Arisað nu ricene, and hraðe sittað,
þa ðe sares hlaf swiðe æton.
4
Þonne he slæp syleð swiðe leofum;þæt is yrfe eac ecean drihtnes
and herde bearn, þa her mannum beoð
of innaðe ærest cende.
5
Swa seo stræle byð strangum and mihtigumhrorum on handa heard ascyrped,
swa lyðra bearn lungre gewitað.
6
Þæt bið eadig wer, se ðe a þenceð,þæt he his lust on ðon leofne gefylle;
ne bið he on ealdre ealre æfre gescended,
þonne he on gaton greteð his grame feondas.
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