1 Thou art thi silf, my kyng and my God; that sendist helthis to Jacob. 2 Bi thee we schulen wyndewe oure enemyes with horn; and in thi name we schulen dispise hem, that risen ayen vs. 3 For Y schal not hope in my bouwe; and my swerd schal not saue me. 4 For thou hast saued vs fro men turmentinge vs; and thou hast schent men hatinge vs. 5 We schulen be preisid in God al dai; and in thi name we schulen knouleche to thee in to the world. 6 But now thou hast put vs abac, and hast schent vs; and thou, God, schalt not go out in oure vertues. 7 Thou hast turned vs awei bihynde aftir oure enemyes; and thei, that hatiden vs, rauyschiden dyuerseli to hem silf. 8 Thou hast youe vs as scheep of meetis; and among hethene men thou hast scaterid vs. 9 Thou hast seeld thi puple with out prijs; and multitude was not in the chaungyngis of hem. 10 Thou hast set vs schenschip to oure neiyboris; mouwyng and scorn to hem that ben in oure cumpas. 11 Thou hast set vs into licnesse to hethene me; stiryng of heed among puplis. 12 Al dai my schame is ayens me; and the schenschipe of my face hilide me. 13 Fro the vois of dispisere, and yuele spekere; fro the face of enemy, and pursuere.