Psalms 27

1 Of David. The Lord is my light and my salvation; who is then a cause of fear to me? the Lord is the strength of my life; who is a danger to me?

To Dauid. The Lord is my liytnyng, and myn helthe; whom schal Y drede? The Lord is defendere of my lijf; for whom schal Y tremble?

2 When evil-doers, even my haters, came on me to put an end to me, they were broken and put to shame.

The while noiful men neiyen on me; for to ete my fleischis. Myn enemyes, that trobliden me; thei weren maad sijk and felden doun.

3 Even if an army came against me with its tents, my heart would have no fear: if war was made on me, my faith would not be moved.

Thouy castels stonden togidere ayens me; myn herte schal not drede. Thouy batel risith ayens me; in this thing Y schal haue hope.

4 One prayer have I made to the Lord, and this is my heart's desire; that I may have a place in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, looking on his glory, and getting wisdom in his Temple.

I axide of the Lord o thing; Y schal seke this thing; that Y dwelle in the hows of the Lord alle the daies of my lijf. That Y se the wille of the Lord; and that Y visite his temple.

5 For in the time of trouble he will keep me safe in his tent: in the secret place of his tent he will keep me from men's eyes; high on a rock he will put me.

For he hidde me in his tabernacle in the dai of yuelis; he defendide me in the hid place of his tabernacle.

6 And now my head will be lifted up higher than my haters who are round me: because of this I will make offerings of joy in his tent; I will make a song, truly I will make a song of praise to the Lord.

He enhaunside me in a stoon; and now he enhaunside myn heed ouer myn enemyes. I cumpasside, and offride in his tabernacle a sacrifice of criyng; Y schal synge, and Y schal seie salm to the Lord.

7 O Lord, let the voice of my cry come to your ears: have mercy on me, and give me an answer.

Lord, here thou my vois, bi which Y criede to thee; haue thou merci on me, and here me.

8 When you said, Make search for my face, my heart said to you, For your face will I make my search.

Myn herte seide to thee, My face souyte thee; Lord, Y schal seke eft thi face.

9 Let not your face be covered from me; do not put away your servant in wrath; you have been my help: do not give me up or take your support from me, O God of my salvation.

Turne thou not awei thi face fro me; bouwe thou not awei in ire fro thi seruaunt. Lord, be thou myn helpere, forsake thou not me; and, God, myn helthe, dispise thou not me.

10 When my father and my mother are turned away from me, then the Lord will be my support.

For my fadir and my modir han forsake me; but the Lord hath take me.

11 Make your way clear to me, O Lord, guiding me by the right way, because of my haters.

Lord, sette thou a lawe to me in thi weie; and dresse thou me in thi path for myn enemyes.

12 Do not give me into their hands, because false witnesses have come out against me, and men breathing destruction.

Bitake thou not me in to the soules of hem, that troblen me; for wickid witnessis han rise ayens me, and wickydnesse liede to it silf.

13 I had almost given up my hope of seeing the blessing of the Lord in the land of the living.

I bileue to see the goodis of the Lord; in the lond of `hem that lyuen.

14 Let your hope be in the Lord: take heart and be strong; yes, let your hope be in the Lord.

Abide thou the Lord, do thou manli; and thin herte be coumfortid, and suffre thou the Lord.