Classic Poem

Coeli enarrant gloriam Dei.

The cieulx in every one place,
The power of God
Racomptent human:
This large round spars
Nuncio all go
The work of his hands.

Day after day flowing
The Lord is speaking
By long experience:
The night the, the night the suyvant,
We preaches, and we instruict
His grandmother 'wisdom.

And there nation,
Language prolation,
So is to strange places
Who does OYT good sound,
The way, and how
Language of cieulx.

Turn by everything estend,
And about means
Even to the end of the world:
Gods eulx asked
Well composed Palays
Clear Sun & munde.

And which it leaves beautiful
As new ung espoux
Its ready precincts:
Seems to veoir ung great prince,
Esgayant have to pout
In the course taken.

D'ung end of cieulx he leaves,
And attaint the Aultre share
In ung day, as is viste:
Oultre more, nothing
As Terran val
Which avoids the heat.

The tresentiere Loy
God's sovereign Roy,
Comes the soul options:
Its a testimony thickness,
Sapience in sweetness
Monster humble ignorant.

On icelluy King of Kings
The commandments are droicts,
And joy to the Heart assign:
The sainctz Commandments
God is pure, and healthy,
And yeulx illuminate.

Obedience to him
Ung is tressainct appuy
A perpetuity:
God deed judgment
Who truly
Not full or equity.

These things are encor
More desirables as gold,
Fust this fine gold key:
And ung cueur without bitterness,
Doulces are more than honey,
Do honey bread in the mouth.

Who will wish to serve you,
These poinctz learn
A do forvoyer:
And observing,
Will serve in the
Big & rich rent.

But where find
That its faultes sçaura
Count, think, say?
Tired of so many sins,
I wholes that are hidden
Avg purge Trescher Sire:

Also great forfaictz
Faictz recklessly,
Be your serf relasche,
Qu'ilz not reign Avg:
If seray outside esmoy,
And net big sin.

My mouth say,
Do I think anything cueur
Could that forbid
A toy, my deffendeur,
Saulveur, & amendeur
Maulvaise my life.