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[1] The sixe and nyntithe salm. The Lord hath regned, the erthe make ful out ioye; many ilis be glad.
[2] Cloude and derknesse in his cumpas; riytfulnesse and doom is amending of his seete.
[3] Fier schal go bifore him; and schal enflawme hise enemyes in cumpas.
[4] Hise leitis schyneden to the world; the erthe siy, and was moued.
[5] Hillis as wax fletiden doun fro the face of the Lord; al erthe fro the face of the Lord.
[6] Heuenes telden his riytfulnesse; and alle puplis sien his glorie.
[7] Alle that worschipen sculptilis be schent, and thei that han glorie in her symelacris; alle ye aungels of the Lord, worschipe him.
[8] Sion herde, and was glad, and the douytris of Juda maden ful out ioye; for `thi domes, Lord.
[9] For thou, Lord, art the hiyeste on al erthe; thou art greetli enhaunsid ouere alle goddis.
[10] Ye that louen the Lord, hate yuel; the Lord kepith the soulis of hise seyntis; he schal delyuer hem fro the hond of the synner.
[11] Liyt is risun to the riytful man; and gladnesse to riytful men of herte.
[12] Juste men, be ye glad in the Lord; and knouleche ye to the mynde of his halewyng.
[13] [No verse.]
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