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[1]Thefoure and nyntithe salm. Come ye, make we ful out ioie to the Lord; hertli synge we to God, oure heelthe.
[2]Biforeocupie we his face in knowleching; and hertli synge we to him in salmes.
[3]ForGod is a greet Lord, and a greet king aboue alle goddis; for the Lord schal not putte awei his puple.
[4]Foralle the endis of erthe ben in his hond; and the hiynesses of hillis ben hise.
[5]Forthe see is his, and he made it; and hise hondis formeden the drie lond.
[6]Comeye, herie we, and falle we doun bifore God, wepe we bifore the Lord that made vs;
[7]forhe is oure Lord God. And we ben the puple of his lesewe; and the scheep of his hond.
[8]Ifye han herd his vois to dai; nyle ye make hard youre hertis.
[9]Asin the terryng to wraththe; bi the dai of temptacioun in desert. Where youre fadris temptiden me; thei preueden and sien my werkis.
[10]Fourtiyeer I was offendid to this generacioun; and Y seide, Euere thei erren in herte.
[11]Andthese men knewen not my weies; to whiche Y swoor in myn ire, thei schulen not entre in to my reste.
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