Psaulme Cent Vingthuictiesme

Beati omnes, which BUILDING Dominum

Blessed is quiconques
Serves God vouluntiers,
And wearied oncques
Suyvre of trails.

Of labor that do sçays
Will live conveniently,
Yra and your business
Well, and happily.

About the happiness of your online
Your wife in your house
Will be like a vine,
Wearing fruict galore.

And around the table
Your children will beaulx,
As delectable ung reng
D'olive wholes nouveaulx.

These are profits
Which will be jouyssant
Celluy who flee vices,
Fear the Almighty Gd.

Syon sublime God
Make you much good,
To gaze upon Hierosolyme
In your days go well.

And shalt see thy race
Double posterity,
And through Israel,
Peace, and felicity.
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