Psalms 5

1 [For the Chief Musician, with the flutes. A Psalm by David.] Listen to my words, YHWH. Consider my (meditation)

To the ouercomere on the eritagis, the song of Dauid. Lord, perseyue thou my wordis with eeris; vndurstonde thou my cry.

2 Give attention to the voice of my cry, my King and my God; for to you do I pray.

Mi kyng, and my God; yyue thou tent to the vois of my preier.

3 YHWH, in the morning you shall hear my voice. In the morning I will lay my requests before you, and watch.

For, Lord, Y schal preie to thee; here thou eerly my vois.

4 For you are not a God who desires wickedness. Evil can't live with you.

Eerli Y schal stonde nyy thee, and Y schal se; for thou art God not willynge wickidnesse.

5 The arrogant shall not stand in your sight. You hate all evildoers.

Nethir an yuel willid man schal dwelle bisidis thee; nethir vniust men schulen dwelle bifor thin iyen.

6 You will destroy those who speak lies. YHWH despises a person of bloodshed and deceit.

Thou hatist alle that worchen wickidnesse; thou schalt leese alle that speken leesyng. The Lord schal holde abhomynable a manquellere, and gileful man.

7 But as for me, in the abundance of your loving kindness I will enter into your house. I will bow toward your holy temple in reverence of you.

But, Lord, in the multitude of thi merci Y schal entre in to thin hows; Y schal worschipe to thin hooli temple in thi drede.

8 Lead me, YHWH, in your righteousness because of my enemies. Make your way straight before me.

Lord, lede thou forth me in thi riytfulnesse for myn enemyes; dresse thou my weie in thi siyt.

9 For there is nothing reliable in their mouth. Their heart is destruction. Their throat is an open tomb; with their tongues they flatter.

For whi treuthe is not in her mouth; her herte is veyn.

10 Hold them guilty, God. Let them fall by their own counsels. Cast them out because of the multitude of their transgressions, for they have rebelled against you.

Her throte is an opyn sepulcre, thei diden gilefuli with her tungis; God, deme thou hem. Falle thei doun fro her thouytis, vp the multitude of her wickidnessis caste thou hem doun; for, Lord, thei han terrid thee to ire.

11 But let all those who take refuge in you rejoice. Let them always shout for joy, because you defend them. And let those who love your name be joyful in you.

And alle that hopen in thee, be glad; thei schulen make fulli ioye with outen ende, and thou schalt dwelle in hem. And alle that louen thi name schulen haue glorie in thee;

12 For you bless the righteous, YHWH. You surround him with favor like a shield.

for thou schalt blesse a iust man. Lord, thou hast corouned vs, as with the scheeld of thi good wille.