Psalms 4
1 `To the victorie in orguns; the salm of Dauid. Whanne Y inwardli clepid, God of my riytwisnesse herde me; in tribulacioun thou hast alargid to me.
For the End, a Song of David among [the ]Psalms. When I called upon [him], the God of my righteousness heard me: thou hast made room for me in tribulation; pity me, and hearken to my prayer.
2 Haue thou mercy on me; and here thou my preier. Sones of men, hou long ben ye of heuy herte? whi louen ye vanite, and seken a leesyng?
O ye sons of men, how long [will ye be] slow of heart? wherefore do ye love vanity, and seek falsehood? (Pause)
3 And wite ye, that the Lord hath maad merueilous his hooli man; the Lord schal here me, whanne Y schal crye to hym.
But know ye that the Lord has done wondrous things for his holy one: the Lord will hear me when I cry to him.
4 Be ye wrothe, and nyle ye do synne; `and for tho thingis whiche ye seien in youre hertis and in youre beddis, be ye compunct.
Be ye angry, and sin not; feel compunction upon your beds for what ye say in your hearts. (Pause)
5 Sacrifie ye `the sacrifice of riytfulnesse, and hope ye in the Lord; many seien, Who schewide goodis to vs?
Offer the sacrifice of righteousness, and trust in the Lord.
6 Lord, the liyt of thi cheer is markid on vs; thou hast youe gladnesse in myn herte.
Many say, Who will shew us good things? the light of thy countenance, O Lord, has been manifested towards us.
7 Thei ben multiplied of the fruit of whete, and of wyn; and of her oile.
Thou hast put gladness into my heart: they have been satisfied with the fruit of their corn and wine and oil.
8 In pees in the same thing; Y schal slepe, and take reste. For thou, Lord; hast set me syngulerli in hope.
I will both lie down in peace and sleep: for thou, Lord, only hast caused me to dwell securely.
