诗篇 111
Prayse ye the Lorde. I wyll prayse God with my whole heart: in the congregation and assemblie of righteous men.
Great are the workes of God: sought out of all them that haue pleasure therin.
His worke is glory and maiestie: and his righteousnes endureth for euer.
The merciful and gratious God: hath so left a remembraunce of his meruaylous workes.
He hath geuen meate vnto them that feare him: he wyll euer be myndfull of his couenaunt.
He hath declared vnto his people the force of his workes: in geuing them the inheritaunce of the Heathen.
The workes of his handes are veritie and iudgement: all his commaundementes are true.
They be set sure for euer and euer: they are done in trueth and equitie.
He did sende redemption vnto his people: he hath commaunded his couenaunt to be for euer, holy and terrible is his name.
The beginning of wysdome is the feare of God: all they haue a good vnderstanding that do his commaundements, the praise of it endureth for euer.