1 To the chiefe musition, the psalme of Dauid, a song. O Lorde thou wylt be greatly praysed in Sion: and vnto thee shal vowes be perfourmed VP
2 Thou that hearest a prayer: vnto thee shall all fleshe come. VP
3 My misdeedes haue preuayled against me: oh be thou mercifull vnto our wicked transgressions. VP
4 Blessed is the man whom thou choosest and receauest vnto thee: he shall dwell in thy court, and we shalbe satisfied with the goodnes of thy house, euen of thy holy temple. VP
5 Thou wylt heare vs, doyng wonderfull thinges in righteousnes O Lorde of our saluation: thou art the hope of all endes of the earth, and of them that dwell farre of at the sea coast. VP
6 Thou art he who in his strength setleth fast the mountaines: and is gyrded about with power. VP
7 Who stilleth the raging of the sea, and the noyse of his waues: and the vprore of the people. VP
8 They also that dwel in the vtmost partes of the earth be afrayde at thy signes: thou makest them reioyce at the going foorth of the morning and euenyng. VP
9 Thou visitest the earth, and thou makest it ouerflowne, thou enrichest it greatly: the riuer of God is full of water, thou preparest their corne, for so thou ordaynest it. VP
10 Thou waterest her forowes, thou breakest downe her hillockes: thou makest it soft with the drops of rayne, and blessest the increase of it. VP
11 Thou crownest the yere with thy goodnes: and thy cloudes drop fatnes. VP
12 They drop vpon the dwellinges of the wyldernesse: and hilles be compassed with ioy. VP
13 The downes be couered with sheepe: the valleys stande thicke with corne so that they showte for ioy and also sing. VP