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Chapter 145
Psal | Wycliffe | 145:2 | Mi soule, herie thou the Lord; Y schal herie the Lord in my lijf, Y schal synge to my God as longe as Y schal be. Nile ye triste in princis; | |
Psal | Wycliffe | 145:4 | The spirit of hym schal go out, and he schal turne ayen in to his erthe; in that dai alle the thouytis of hem schulen perische. | |
Psal | Wycliffe | 145:5 | He is blessid, of whom the God of Jacob is his helpere, his hope is in his Lord God, that made heuene and erthe; | |
Psal | Wycliffe | 145:7 | Which kepith treuthe in to the world, makith dom to hem that suffren wrong; yyueth mete to hem that ben hungri. The Lord vnbyndith feterid men; | |
Psal | Wycliffe | 145:8 | the Lord liytneth blynde men. The Lord reisith men hurtlid doun; the Lord loueth iust men. | |
Psal | Wycliffe | 145:9 | The Lord kepith comelyngis, he schal take vp a modirles child, and widewe; and he schal distrie the weies of synners. | |