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Great [1540], ¶ The Byble in Englyshe, that is to saye the cont&ebar;t of al the holy scrypture both of þe; olde, and newe testam&ebar;t, with a prologe therinto, made by the reuerende father in God, Thomas archbysshop of Cantorbury, ¶ This is the Byble apoynted to the vse of the churches (Printed by Edward Whytchurche) [word count] [B06000].
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¶ The .lxxxviij. Psalme. DOMINE DEVS SALVTIS. ¶ A song and Psalme of the sonnes of Corah, to the cha&ubar;ter &rhand; vpon Mahelath, to geue thankes: an instrucci&obar; of Heman the Ezrahyte.

A   O lorde God of my saluacion, I haue cryed daye and nyght before the: Oh let my prayer entre into thy presence, encline thyne eare vnto my callynge.

For my soule is full of trouble, and my lyfe draweth nye vnto hell. I am counted as one of th&ebar; þt; go downe vnto the pytte, and I haue bene eu&ebar; as a man þt; hath no str&ebar;gth.

Fre amonge the deed, lyke vnto th&ebar; that be wounded lye in the graue, whych be out of remebra&ubar;ce, and are cut awaye fr&obar; thy hande: B   Thou hast layed me in the lowest

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pytt, in a place of darcknesse and in the depe.

Thyne indignacyon lyeth harde vp&obar; me, and thou hast vexed me wyth all thy stormes. Selah. Thou hast put awaye myne acquaintaunce farre fro me, and made me to be abhorred of th&ebar;: I am so fast in preson, that I can not get forth. My syght fayleth for very trouble: Lorde I haue called dayly vpon the, I haue stretched out myne handes vnto the. noteDoest thou shewe wonders amonge the deed? Or shall the deed ryse vp agayne, and prayse the?

C   Shall thy louynge kyndnes be shewed in the graue, or thy faythfulnesse in destrucci&obar;?

Shall thy wonderous workes be knowen in the darcke, and thy ryghtuousnes in the lande &rhand; where all thynges are forgotten? D   Unto the haue I cryed O Lorde, and early shall my prayer come before the.

Lorde, why abhorrest thou my soule? and hydest thou thy face fro me? I am in mysery, ∧ lyke vnto hym that is at the poynt to dye (euen fro my youth vp) thy terrours haue I suffred with a troubled mynde.

Thy wrathfull dyspleasure goeth ouer me, and the feare of the hath vndone me.

They came ro&ubar;de about me daylye lyke water, and compassed me together on euery syde. My louers and frendes hast thou put awaye fro me, and hyd myne acquaynta&ubar;ce out of my syght.
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Great [1540], ¶ The Byble in Englyshe, that is to saye the cont&ebar;t of al the holy scrypture both of þe; olde, and newe testam&ebar;t, with a prologe therinto, made by the reuerende father in God, Thomas archbysshop of Cantorbury, ¶ This is the Byble apoynted to the vse of the churches (Printed by Edward Whytchurche) [word count] [B06000].
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