Psalms 57
Psalms chapter 57 from the John Wycliffe Bible (c.1395)
1 And oure herte yede not awei bihynde; and thou hast bowid awei oure pathis fro thi weie.
2 For thou hast maad vs lowe in the place of turment; and the schadewe of deth hilide vs.
3 If we foryaten the name of oure God; and if we helden forth oure hondis to an alien God.
4 Whether God schal not seke these thingis? for he knowith the hid thingis of herte. For whi we ben slayn al dai for thee; we ben demed as scheep of sleyng.
5 Lord, rise vp, whi slepist thou? rise vp, and putte not awei in to the ende.
6 Whi turnest thou awei thi face? thou foryetist oure pouert, and oure tribulacioun.
7 For oure lijf is maad low in dust; oure wombe is glued togidere in the erthe.
8 Lord, rise vp thou, and helpe vs; and ayenbie vs for thi name.
10 The title of the foure and fourtithe salm. To the ouercomere for the lilies, the most loued song of lernyng of the sones of Chore.
11 Myn herte hath teld out a good word; Y seie my workis to the kyng. Mi tunge is a penne of a writere; writynge swiftli.
