PSAL. XXIII. ¶ A Psalme of Dauid.
[ A] THe erth is the Lordes, and al that ther∣in is: the compasse of the worlde, and al that dwell therin.
For he hath founded it vpon the sees: and buylded it vpon the floudes.
Who shal go vp in to the hyll of the Lorde or who shall remayne in his holy place?
Euen he that hath innocent handes and a clene hert: which lifteth not vp his mynde vn to vanitie, and swereth not to disceyue.
He shal receyue the blessing from the Lord: and mercy from God his sauyour.
This is the generacion of them that seke [ B] him: of them that seke thy face, O Iacob. Selah.
Open your gates (o ye princes) let the euer∣lastyng dores be opened, that the kyng of glo∣rye maye come in.
Who is this kyng of glory? It is the Lorde stronge and mightye, euen the Lorde mightye in battayle.
Open your gates (o ye princes) let the euer∣lasting dores be opened, that the kyng of glo∣rye maye come in.
Who is this king of glory? It is the Lorde of hostes, he is the king of glory. Selah.