Psalms 138

1 I WILL praise thee with my whole heart: before the gods will I sing praise unto thee.

`To Dauith him silf. Lord, Y schal knouleche to thee in al myn herte; for thou herdist the wordis of my mouth. Mi God, Y schal singe to thee in the siyt of aungels;

2 I will worship toward thy holy temple, and praise thy name for thy lovingkindness and for thy truth: for thou hast magnified thy word above all thy name.

Y schal worschipe to thin hooli temple, and Y schal knouleche to thi name. On thi merci and thi treuthe; for thou hast magnefied thin hooli name aboue al thing.

3 In the day when I cried thou answeredst me, and strengthenedst me with strength in my soul.

In what euere dai Y schal inwardli clepe thee, here thou me; thou schalt multipli vertu in my soule.

4 All the kings of the earth shall praise thee, O Lord, when they hear the words of thy mouth.

Lord, alle the kingis of erthe knouleche to thee; for thei herden alle the wordis of thi mouth.

5 Yea, they shall sing in the ways of the Lord: for great is the glory of the Lord.

And singe thei in the weies of the Lord; for the glorie of the Lord is greet.

6 Though the Lord be high, yet hath he respect unto the lowly: but the proud he knoweth afar off.

For the Lord is hiy, and biholdith meke thingis; and knowith afer hiy thingis.

7 Though I walk in the midst of trouble, thou wilt revive me: thou shalt stretch forth thine hand against the wrath of mine enemies, and thy right hand shall save me.

If Y schal go in the myddil of tribulacioun, thou schalt quikene me; and thou stretchidist forth thin hond on the ire of myn enemyes, and thi riyt hond made me saaf.

8 The Lord will perfect that which concerneth me: thy mercy, O Lord, endureth for ever: forsake not the works of thine own hands.

The Lord schal yelde for me, Lord, thi merci is with outen ende; dispise thou not the werkis of thin hondis.