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¹ O God, ye Heithen are fallen in to thine heretage: thy holy temple haue they defyled, and made Ierusalem an heape of stones.² The deed bodies of thy seruauntes haue they geuen vnto ye foules of the ayre to be deuoured, and the flesh of thy sayntes vnto ye beestes of the londe.³ Their bloude haue they shed like water on euery syde of Ierusalem, and there was no ma to burie them.⁴ We are become an open shame vnto oure enemies, a very scorne and derision vnto them that are rounde aboute vs.⁵ LORDE, how longe wilt thou be angrie? shal thy gelousy burne like fyre for euer?

⁶ Poure out thy indignacion vpon the Heithen that knowe the not, and vpon the kyngdomes that call not vpon thy name.⁷ For they haue deuoured Iacob, and layed waiste his dwellinge place.⁸ O remebre not oure olde synnes, but haue mercy vpon vs (& that soone) for we are come to greate mysery.⁹ Helpe vs (O God or Sauyor) for ye glory of yi name: o delyuer vs, & forgeue vs or synnes for yi names sake.¹⁰ Wherfore shall ye Heithe saye: where is now their God?¹¹ O let the vengeaunce of thy seruauntes bloude that is shed, be openly shewed vpon the Heithe in oure sight.¹² O let the soroufull sighinge of the presoners come before the, and acordinge vnto ye power of thine arme, preserue those yt are appoynted to dye.¹³ And for the blasphemy wher wt or neghbours haue blasphemed ye, rewarde the (o LORDE) seuefolde in to their bosome. So we yt be yi people & shepe of thy pasture, shal geue the thankes for euer, & wil allwaye be shewinge forth thy prayse more & more.