Psalms 34
Psalms chapter 34 from the John Wycliffe Bible (c.1395)
1 Mi vertu driede as a tiyl stoon, and my tunge cleuede to my chekis; and thou hast brouyt forth me in to the dust of deth. 2 For many doggis cumpassiden me; the counsel of wickid men bisegide me. Thei delueden myn hondis and my feet; 3 thei noumbriden alle my boonys. Sotheli thei lokiden, and bihelden me; 4 thei departiden my clothis to hem silf, and thei senten lot on my cloth. 5 But thou, Lord, delaie not thin help fro me; biholde thou to my defence. 6 God, delyuere thou my lijf fro swerd; and delyuere thou myn oon aloone fro the hond of the dogge. 7 Make thou me saaf fro the mouth of a lioun; and my mekenesse fro the hornes of vnycornes. 8 I schal telle thi name to my britheren; Y schal preise thee in the myddis of the chirche. 9 Ye that dreden the Lord, herie hym; alle the seed of Jacob, glorifie ye hym. 10 Al the seed of Israel drede hym; for he forsook not, nethir dispiside the preier of a pore man. Nethir he turnede awei his face fro me; and whanne Y criede to hym, he herde me. 11 Mi preisyng is at thee in a greet chirche; Y schal yelde my vowis in the siyt of men dredynge hym. 12 Pore men schulen ete, and schulen be fillid, and thei schulen herie the Lord, that seken hym; the hertis of hem schulen lyue in to the world of world. 13 Alle the endis of erthe schulen bithenke; and schulen be conuertid to the Lord. And alle the meynees of hethene men; schulen worschipe in his siyt. 14 For the rewme is the Lordis; and he schal be Lord of hethene men. 15 Alle the fatte men of erthe eeten and worschipiden; alle men, that goen doun in to erthe, schulen falle doun in his siyt. 16 And my soule schal lyue to hym; and my seed schal serue him. 17 A generacioun to comyng schal be teld to the Lord; and heuenes schulen telle his riytfulnesse to the puple that schal be borun, whom the Lord made. 19 The title of the two and twentithe salm. `The salm, ether the song of Dauid. The Lord gouerneth me, and no thing schal faile to me; 20 in the place of pasture there he hath set me. He nurschide me on the watir of refreischyng; 21 he conuertide my soule. He ledde me forth on the pathis of riytfulnesse; for his name. 22 For whi thouy Y schal go in the myddis of schadewe of deeth; Y schal not drede yuels, for thou art with me. Thi yerde and thi staf; tho han coumfortid me.
