Many a tyme haue they fought agaynst me fro my youth vp (maye Israel now saie).

Yee many a tyme haue they fought agaist me fro my youth vp, but they haue not ouercome me.

The plowers plowed vpo my backe, & made loge forowes.

But the rightous LORDE hath hewen ye yocke of ye vngodly in peces.

Let them be confounded & turned backwarde, as many as haue euell will at Sion.

Let the be eue as the haye vpon the house toppes, which wythereth afore it be pluckte vp.

Wherof the mower fylleth not his hande, nether he that byndeth vp the sheaues, his bosome.

So that they which go by, saye not so moch as: the LORDE prospere you, we wish you good lucke in the name of the LORDE.