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[1] The title of the thre and eiytetithe salm. The salm of the sones of Chore.
[2] Lord of vertues, thi tabernaclis ben greetli loued;
[3] my soule coueitith, and failith in to the porchis of the Lord. Myn herte and my fleische; ful out ioyeden in to quyk God.
[4] For whi a sparewe fyndith an hous to it silf; and a turtle fyndith a neste to it silf, where it `schal kepe hise bryddis. Lord of vertues, thin auteris; my king, and my God.
[5] Lord, blessid ben thei that dwellen in thin hous; thei schulen preise thee in to the worldis of worldis.
[6] Blessid is the man, whos help is of thee; he hath disposid stiyngis in his herte,
[7] in the valei of teeris, in the place which he hath set.
[8] For the yyuer of the lawe schal yyue blessyng, thei schulen go fro vertu in to vertu; God of goddis schal be seyn in Sion.
[9] Lord God of vertues, here thou my preier; God of Jacob, perseyue thou with eeris.
[10] God, oure defender, biholde thou; and biholde in to the face of thi crist.
[11] For whi o dai in thin hallis is bettere; than a thousynde. I chees to be `an out cast in the hous of my God; more than to dwelle in the tabernaclis of synneris.
[12] For God loueth merci and treuthe; the Lord schal yyue grace and glorie.
[13] He schal not depriue hem fro goodis, that gon in innocence; Lord of vertues, blessid is the man, that hopith in thee.
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