PSALM CXXIV. [ [verse 1] The song of grees.]
That trosten in the Lord as the mount of Sion; he shal not be moued in to with|oute [verse 2] ende, that dwellith in Jerusalem. The mounteynes in his cumpas; and the Lord in the cumpas of his puple, fro this now and vnto the world. [verse 3] For the Lord shal not lefe the ȝerd of synneres vp on the lot of riȝtwis men; that the riȝtwis men strecche not out to wickidnesse ther hondis. [verse 4] Wel do thou, Lord; to goode men, and riȝt in herte. [verse 5] The boowende doun forsothe in to oblishingis the Lord shal bring to with werkende wickid|nesse; pes vp on Irael.