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Psalm 145
1
Herige min sawl hælend drihten,and ic on minum life lustum drihten
herige haligne and holdum gode
sealmas singe, þenden ic sylf lifige.
2
Nelle ge on ealdurmenn ane getreowian,ne on manna bearn; nis þær mycel hælu.
3
Heora gast gangeð, gearwe onwendeðon þa eorðan þe hi of comon;
of þam sylfan dæge syðþan forweorðað
ealle þa geþohtas þe hi þohtan ær.
4
Þonne bið eadig þe him æror wæsIacobes god geara fultumiend,
and ær his hiht on god hæfde fæste,
5
Se þe heofon worhte, hrusan swylceand sidne sæ samed ætgædere,
and ealle þa þe him on ahwær syndon.
6
He his soðfæst word swylce gehealdeð,and on worulde his wise domas
deð gedefe þe her deorce ær
teonan manige torne geþoledan;
syleð mete swylce þe her murcne ær
hungur heaðugrimne heardne geþoledan.
7
Wreceð to ræde rice drihtenþara manna bearn þe ær man gebræc,
swylce þa gefetredan fægre drihten
lungre alyseð and him lif geofeð,
and blinde eac bealde drihten
on heora eagum eft onleohteð;
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8
Þa elðeodigan ealle drihtenlustum healdeð, and lif geofeð
weodewum wencelum; he hiom wel onfehð,
fyrenfulra weg frecne toweorpeð.
9
Rixað mid ræde rice drihtenon ecnesse awa to feore,
and þin, Sione, god symble to worulde.
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