Psalms 1
Psalms chapter 1 from the John Wycliffe Bible (c.1395)
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1 Whanne God makith blowyng, frost wexith togidere; and eft ful brood watris ben sched out. 2 Whete desirith cloudis, and cloudis spreeden abrood her liyt. 3 Whiche cloudes cumpassen alle thingis bi cumpas, whidur euere the wil of the gouernour ledith tho, to al thing which he comaundith `to tho on the face of the world; 4 whether in o lynage, ethir in his lond, ether in what euer place of his merci he comaundith tho to be foundun. 5 Joob, herkene thou these thingis; stonde thou, and biholde the meruels of God. 6 Whethir thou woost, whanne God comaundide to the reynes, that tho schulen schewe the liyt of hise cloudis?
