Pseaulme Septantedeuxiesme

Deus judicium tuum regi da

Thy judgments, true God,
Baille Roy to reign,
Vueilles your fair justice
Filz to give the King.

It will take your people with righteousness,
Chasing iniquity:
At your paovres be suitable,
Keeping their equity.

People see the mountaines
Begin to grow the peace & meurir,
And coustaux, and by Campaigns,
Justice flourish.

Ceulx the people in estants destresse,
The will to deffenseur:
Paovres to keep the oppressed,
Reboutant the oppressor.

Also ung every one, and chascune,
O Roy, you honnorera,
Endless, as Sun & Moon,
Esclairera world.

It comes as rain Will pleasant
Falling on mown meadows,
And as dew friendly
KD on earth:

Him reigning, bloom by Voye
Good, and graceful
As long peace, until we Voye
Moon over the cieulx.

The wide sea, and deep
Aultre till the sea,
On the Euphrates, to the end of the world,
Roy will appoint.

Ethiopes will roam large
Cliner is before him,
Hayneux lick his land,
In honor of icelluy.

Roys Isles, and the hollow sea,
Come to him presents,
Roys and Saudi happy,
To make him presents.

Wholes aultres Roys come without doubte,
To humiliate him,
And the nation will wish all
Serve & supplier.

Because it will take up issuance good
In paovre to him crying,
And chetif who has no one,
Who is rescuing him.

The calamitous, and pleurables,
DOulx will, and pitiful,
Saulvant les miserables lives
Paovres of sickly.

Keep them from violence,
And pernicious fraud,
Having their blood, his clemency,
Moult expensive & precious.

Every one will live, Gold Arabicque
A wholes divest,
Which, endless, as Roy magnificque,
For all we beneira.

Little grains, wheat strength: short,
The espis every one year
On the mountains bruyront in the air, as
Trees Lebanon.

Flourish civil peat
Of bourgeoys, and merchants,
Multipliants in the town,
As grass on the field.

Endless bruyra Name, & gloyre
This Roy An unparalleled,
His reputation will memoyre
What will both Sun.

All nations, asseurees
Soubz Roy as brave,
Get yront touting bienheurees,
And call him blessed.

God, the God of the Israelites,
That without relief aulcun
Deed of non-small wonders
Be praised for every one.

Its tresaccomplie gloyre
Be praised fame,
The whole earth is filled
Loz, from top of his name.
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