9 And when he had opened the fifth seal, I saw under the altar the souls of them that were slain for the word of God, and for the testimony which they held:
10 And they cried with a loud voice, saying, How long, O Lord, holy and true, dost thou not judge and avenge our blood on them that dwell on the earth?
11 And white robes were given unto every one of them; and it was said unto them, that they should rest yet for a little season, until their fellowservants also and their brethren, that should be killed as they were, should be fulfilled.
1The title of the hundrid and oon and thrittithe salm. The song of greces. Lord, haue thou mynde on Dauid; and of al his myldenesse.
2As he swoor to the Lord; he made a vowe to God of Jacob.
3I schal not entre in to the tabernacle of myn hous; Y schal not stie in to the bed of mi restyng.
4I schal not yyue sleep to myn iyen; and napping to myn iye liddis.
5And rest to my templis, til Y fynde a place to the Lord; a tabernacle to God of Jacob.
6Lo! we herden that arke of testament in Effrata, `that is, in Silo; we founden it in the feeldis of the wode.
7We schulen entre in to the tabernacle of hym; we schulen worschipe in the place, where hise feet stoden.
8Lord, rise thou in to thi reste; thou and the ark of thin halewing.
9Thi prestis be clothid with riytfulnesse; and thi seyntis make ful out ioye.
10For Dauid, thi seruaunt; turne thou not awei the face of thi crist.
11The Lord swoor treuthe to Dauid, and he schal not make hym veyn; of the fruyt of thi wombe Y schal sette on thi seete.
12If thi sones schulen kepe my testament; and my witnessingis, these whiche Y schal teche hem. And the sones of hem til in to the world; thei schulen sette on thi seete.
13For the Lord chees Sion; he chees it in to dwelling to hym silf.
14This is my reste in to the world of world; Y schal dwelle here, for Y chees it.
15I blessynge schal blesse the widewe of it; Y schal fille with looues the pore men of it.
16I schal clothe with heelthe the preestis therof; and the hooli men therof schulen make ful out ioye in ful reioisinge.
17Thidir Y schal bringe forth the horn of Dauid; Y made redi a lanterne to my crist.
18I schal clothe hise enemyes with schame; but myn halewing schal floure out on hym.