1 for he knewe oure makyng. 2 He bithouyte that we ben dust, a man is as hey; his dai schal flowre out so as a flour of the feeld. 3 For the spirit schal passe in hym, and schal not abide; and schal no more knowe his place. 4 But the merci of the Lord is fro with out bigynnyng, and til in to with outen ende; on men dredinge hym. And his riytfulnesse is in to the sones of sones; 5 to hem that kepen his testament. And ben myndeful of hise comaundementis; to do tho. 6 The Lord hath maad redi his seete in heuene; and his rewme schal be lord of alle. 7 Aungels of the Lord, blesse ye the Lord; ye myyti in vertu, doynge his word, to here the vois of hise wordis.