Psalms 113

1 Praise Yah! Praise, you servants of Yahweh, praise Yahweh’s name.

Alleluya. Children, preise ye the Lord; preise ye the name of the Lord.

2 Blessed be Yahweh’s name, from this time forward and forever more.

The name of the Lord be blessid; fro this tyme now and til in to the world.

3 From the rising of the sun to its going down, Yahweh’s name is to be praised.

Fro the risyng of the sunne til to the goyng doun; the name of the Lord is worthi to be preisid.

4 Yahweh is high above all nations, his glory above the heavens.

The Lord is hiy aboue alle folkis; and his glorie is aboue heuenes.

5 Who is like Yahweh, our God, who has his seat on high,

Who is as oure Lord God, that dwellith in hiye thingis;

6 who stoops down to see in heaven and in the earth?

and biholdith meke thingis in heuene and in erthe?

7 He raises up the poor out of the dust, and lifts up the needy from the ash heap,

Reisynge a nedi man fro the erthe; and enhaunsinge a pore man fro drit.

8 that he may set him with princes, even with the princes of his people.

That he sette hym with princes; with the princes of his puple.

9 He settles the barren woman in her home as a joyful mother of children. Praise Yah!

Which makith a bareyn womman dwelle in the hous; a glad modir of sones.