It Is Good to Sing Praises 1Prayse ye the Lorde, for it is a good thyng: sing psalmes vnto our Lorde, for it is a pleasaunt thing, 2God buildeth vp Hierusalem: he wyll gather together the Israelites that were banished. 3He healeth those that are broken in heart: he wrappeth vp their sorowes. 4He counteth the number of the starres: he geueth vnto them all names. 5Great is our Lorde, and great is his power: his vnderstandyng is infinite. 6God setteth vp the meeke: he bringeth the vngodly downe to the grounde. 7Syng ye vnto God with a confession: syng psalmes vpon the Harpe vnto our Lorde. 8Who couereth the heauen with cloudes: who prepareth rayne for the earth, who maketh grasse to growe vppon the mountaynes.
9He geueth vnto cattell their foode: 10He hath no pleasure in the strength of an horse: he delighteth not in the legges of a man.
11God delyghteth in them that feare him: 12Prayse God O Hierusalem: prayse thy Lorde O Sion. 13For he maketh fast the barres of thy gates: he blesseth thy children within thee. 14He maketh peace in thy borders: he fylleth thee with good corne. 15He sendeth foorth his commaundement vpon the earth: his word runneth very swiftly.
16He geueth snowe 17He casteth foorth his yse lyke fragmentes: who is able to abide his frost? 18He sendeth foorth his worde and melteth them: he bloweth with his winde, and the waters flowe. 19He declareth his worde vnto Iacob: his statutes & ordinaunces vnto Israel. 20He hath not dealt so with euery nation: neither haue they the knowledge of his iudgementes. Prayse ye the Lorde. |