Psalms 41

¹ The two and threttithe salm hath no title. Ye iust men, haue fulli ioye in the Lord; presyng togidere bicometh riytful men. ² Knouleche ye to the Lord in an harpe; synge ye to hym in a sautre of ten strengis. ³ Synge ye to hym a newe song; seie ye wel salm to hym in criyng. ⁴ For the word of the Lord is riytful; and alle hise werkis ben in feithfulnesse. ⁵ He loueth merci and doom; the erthe is ful of the merci of the Lord. ⁶ Heuenes ben maad stidfast bi the word of the Lord; and `al the vertu of tho bi the spirit of his mouth. ⁷ And he gaderith togidere the watris of the see as in a bowge; and settith depe watris in tresours. ⁸ Al erthe drede the Lord; sotheli alle men enhabitynge the world ben mouyd of hym. ⁹ For he seide, and thingis weren maad; he comaundide, and thingis weren maad of nouyt. ¹⁰ The Lord distrieth the counsels of folkis, forsothe he repreueth the thouytis of puplis; and he repreueth the counsels of prynces. ¹¹ But the counsel of the Lord dwellith with outen ende; the thouytis of his herte dwellen in generacioun and into generacioun. ¹² Blessid is the folk, whose Lord is his God; the puple which he chees into eritage to hym silf. ¹³ The Lord bihelde fro heuene; he siy alle the sones of men.