Psalms 78

¹ God, whanne thou yedist out in the siyt of thi puple; whanne thou passidist forth in the desert. ² The erthe was moued, for heuenes droppiden doun fro the face of God of Synay; fro the face of God of Israel. ³ God, thou schalt departe wilful reyn to thin eritage, and it was sijk; but thou madist it parfit. ⁴ Thi beestis schulen dwelle therynne; God, thou hast maad redi in thi swetnesse to the pore man. ⁵ The Lord schal yyue a word; to hem that prechen the gospel with myche vertu. ⁶ The kyngis of vertues ben maad loued of the derlyng; and to the fairnesse of the hous to departe spuylis. ⁷ If ye slepen among the myddil of eritagis, the fetheris of the culuer ben of siluer; and the hyndrere thingis of the bak therof ben in the shynyng of gold. ⁸ While the king of heuene demeth kyngis theronne, thei schulen be maad whitter then snow in Selmon; ⁹ the hille of God is a fat hille. The cruddid hil is a fat hil; ¹⁰ wherto bileuen ye falsli, cruddid hillis? The hil in which it plesith wel God to dwelle ther ynne; for the Lord schal dwelle in to the ende. 11 The chare of God is manyfoold with ten thousynde, a thousynde of hem that ben glad; the Lord was in hem, in Syna, in the hooli. 12 Thou stiedist an hiy, thou tokist caitiftee; thou resseyuedist yiftis among men. For whi thou tokist hem that bileueden not; for to dwelle in the Lord God. 13 Blessid be the Lord ech dai; the God of oure heelthis schal make an eesie wei to vs. 14 Oure God is God to make men saaf; and outgoyng fro deeth is of the Lord God. 15 Netheles God schal breke the heedis of hise enemyes; the cop of the heere of hem that goen in her trespassis. 16 The Lord seide, Y schal turne fro Basan; Y schal turne in to the depthe of the see. 17 That thi foot be deppid in blood; the tunge of thi doggis be dippid in blood of the enemyes of hym. 18 God, thei sien thi goyngis yn; the goyngis yn of my God, of my king, which is in the hooli. 19 Prynces ioyned with syngeris camen bifore; in the myddil of yonge dameselis syngynge in tympans. 20 In chirchis blesse ye God; blesse ye the Lord fro the wellis of Israel. 21 There Beniamyn, a yonge man; in the rauyschyng of mynde. The princis of Juda weren the duykis of hem; the princis of Zabulon, the princis of Neptalym. 22 God, comaunde thou to thi vertu; God, conferme thou this thing, which thou hast wrouyt in vs. 23 Fro thi temple, which is in Jerusalem; kyngis schulen offre yiftis to thee. 24 Blame thou the wielde beestis of the reheed, the gaderyng togidere of bolis is among the kien of puplis; that thei exclude hem that ben preuyd bi siluer. Distrie thou folkis that wolen batels, 25 legatis schulen come fro Egipt; Ethiopie schal come bifore the hondis therof to God. 26 Rewmes of the erthe, synge ye to God; seie ye salm to the Lord. 27 Singe ye to God; that stiede on the heuene of heuene at the eest. Lo! he schal yyue to his vois the vois of vertu, yyue ye glorie to God on Israel; 28 his greet doyng and his vertu is in the cloudis. 29 God is wondirful in hise seyntis; God of Israel, he schal yyue vertu, and strengthe to his puple; blessid be God. 31 The title of the eiyte and sixtithe salm. In Ebreu thus, To the victorie, on the roosis of Dauid. In Jerom thus, To the ouercomer, for the sones of Dauid. 32 God, make thou me saaf; for watris entriden til to my soule. ³³ I am set in the sliym of the depthe; and substaunce is not. I cam in to the depthe of the see; and the tempest drenchide me. 34 I traueilide criynge, my cheekis weren maad hoose; myn iyen failiden, the while Y hope in to my God. 35 Thei that hatiden me with out cause; weren multiplied aboue the heeris of myn heed. Myn enemyes that pursueden me vniustli weren coumfortid; Y paiede thanne tho thingis, whiche Y rauischide not. 36 God, thou knowist myn vnkunnyng; and my trespassis ben not hid fro thee. 37 Lord, Lord of vertues; thei, that abiden thee, be not aschamed in me. God of Israel; thei, that seken thee, be not schent on me. 38 For Y suffride schenschipe for thee; schame hilide my face. 39 I am maad a straunger to my britheren; and a pilgryme to the sones of my modir. 40 For the feruent loue of thin hous eet me; and the schenschipis of men seiynge schenschipis to thee fellen on me. 41 And Y hilide my soule with fastyng; and it was maad in to schenschip to me. 42 And Y puttide my cloth an heire; and Y am maad to hem in to a parable. 43 Thei, that saten in the yate, spaken ayens me; and thei, that drunken wien, sungen of me. 44 But Lord, Y dresse my preier to thee; God, Y abide the tyme of good plesaunce. Here thou me in the multitude of thi mercy; in the treuthe of thin heelthe. 45 Delyuer thou me fro the cley, that Y be not faste set in; delyuere thou me fro hem that haten me, and fro depthe of watris. 46 The tempest of watir drenche not me, nethir the depthe swolowe me; nethir the pit make streit his mouth on me. 47 Lord, here thou me, for thi merci is benygne; vp the multitude of thi merciful doyngis biholde thou in to me. 48 And turne not awei thi face fro thi child; for Y am in tribulacioun, here thou me swiftli. 49 Yyue thou tente to my soule, and delyuer thou it; for myn enemyes delyuere thou me. 50 Thou knowist my schenschip, and my dispysyng; and my schame. 51 Alle that troblen me ben in thi siyt; myn herte abood schendschipe, and wretchidnesse. And Y abood hym, that was sory togidere, and noon was; and that schulde coumforte, and Y foond not. 52 And thei yauen galle in to my meete; and in my thirst thei yauen to me drinke with vynegre. ⁵³ The boord of hem be maad bifore hem in to a snare; and in to yeldyngis, and in to sclaundir. ⁵⁴ Her iyen be maad derk, that thei se not; and euere bouwe doun the bak of hem. ⁵⁵ Schede out thin ire on hem; and the strong veniaunce of thin ire take hem. ⁵⁶ The habitacioun of hem be maad forsakun; and noon be that dwelle in the tabernaclis of hem. 57 For thei pursueden hym, whom thou hast smyte; and thei addiden on the sorewe of my woundis. 58 Adde thou wickidnesse on the wickidnesse of hem; and entre thei not in to thi riytwisnesse. 59 Be thei don awei fro the book of lyuynge men; and be thei not writun with iust men. 60 I am pore and sorewful; God, thin heelthe took me vp. 61 I schal herye the name of God with song; and Y schal magnefye hym in heriyng. 62 And it schal plese God more than a newe calf; bryngynge forth hornes and clees. 63 Pore men se, and be glad; seke ye God, and youre soule schal lyue. 64 For the Lord herde pore men; and dispiside not hise boundun men. 65 Heuenes and erthe, herye hym; the se, and alle crepynge bestis in tho, herye hym. 66 For God schal make saaf Syon; and the citees of Juda schulen be bildid. And thei schulen dwelle there; and thei schulen gete it bi eritage. 67 And the seed of hise seruauntis schal haue it in possessioun; and thei that louen his name, schulen dwelle ther ynne. 69 The titil of the nyne and sixtithe salm. To the victorie of Dauid, `to haue mynde. ⁷⁰ God, biholde thou in to myn heelp; Lord, hast thou to helpe me. ⁷¹ Be thei schent, and aschamed; that seken my lijf. Be thei turned a bak; and schame thei, that wolen yuels to me. ⁷² Be thei turned awei anoon, and schame thei; that seien to me, Wel! wel!