noght halde pes with god. & do his comaundmentis. the wreth of god is first helte on princys, for thai ere wers than other. and swa ryses strife and werre itwix landis. and god suffirs all to erre out of the way of rightwisnes. that ilkan sla other. that is the vengaunce of god that maste bifallis for the [S om. U the the.] ill leders of cristen men.
41. Et adiuuit pauperem de inopia: & posuit sicut oues familias. ¶ And he helpid the pore out of nede: and he sett menȝis as shepe. ¶ Aswhasay. the proude ere kastyn fra god in errours. and the pore man. that is, the meke, that cries ay at godis ȝate. he helpis out of nede of body and saule. and his menȝe sett as shepe. that is, he kepis thaim in meknes and in vnnoyandnes.
42. Videbunt recti & letabuntur: & omnis iniquitas opilabit os suum. ¶ The ryght sall see and thai sall be fayne: and all wickidnes sall stope his mouthe. ¶ Reght sall be fayn that goed men ere heghid thorgh godis mercy. & ill men dampnyd for thaire pride. and swa all wickidnes, iangland agayns rightwisnes. sall stope the mouth. as a man that is ouercumen & kan noght say.
43. Quis sapiens & custodiet hec: et intelliget miseri|cordias domini. ¶ Wha is wyse and sall kepe there: & vndir|standis the mercys of lord. ¶ That is, he that is wyse sall kepe there thyngis. that is. that he be pore and meke, noght riche na proude. for he vndirstandis that cristis mercy safes of errour and of ill custum. and of gastly noy. noght the [S. U ther.] meryt of any man.
[PSALM CVII.]
PARATUM cor meum deus, paratum cor meum: cantabo & psallam in gloria mea. ¶ Redy my hert god, redy my hert: .i. sall synge and .i. sall psalme say in my ioy. ¶ ffor my hert is redy withouten lettynge .i. sall synge in haboundance of gastly softnes. and .i. sall tharwith do goed werekis, and that in my ioy. that is, in bihaldynge of ioyful risynge in the day of dome.
2. Exurge gloria mea, exurge psalterium & cythara: exurgam diluculo. ¶ Ryse my ioy, ryse my psautery and the harpe: .i. sall ryse in the dagheynge. ¶ This says the fadire til the sun, or the sun til his body. thou ert psautery in noblay of maners. and harpe in passion. rise fra ded. he answers, .i. sall ryse in the dagheynge. & than.
