Capittel.
Ick sal den Naem Godts verheffen met Lof-sanghen, ende ick sal hem groot maecken met danck-segginghen.
Antvv.
Gode zy lof.
Vers.
Looft den Heere, want hy is goet.
Antvv.
Singht lof sijnen Naem, want hy is soet.
Antiphone.
Verdruckinghe.
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