Maar schoon sich elk myn val had toegeseit,
Sy vielen in de kuil, voor my beleit,
Dies is myn hart, nu uit bekommeringen,
O God bereidt, myn hart is heel bereidt,
Om, door gesang, u psalmen toe te singen.
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Davids Psalmen · Joannes Six van Chandelier · Poetry Cove