Psalms 41

1 To the chief music-maker. A Psalm. Of David. Happy is the man who gives thought to the poor; the Lord will be his saviour in the time of trouble.

For victorie, the song of Dauid. Blessid is he that vndurstondith `on a nedi man and pore; the Lord schal delyuere hym in the yuel dai.

2 The Lord will keep him safe, and give him life; the Lord will let him be a blessing on the earth, and will not give him into the hand of his haters.

The Lord kepe hym, and quykene hym, and make hym blesful in the lond; and bitake not hym in to the wille of his enemyes.

3 The Lord will be his support on his bed of pain: by you will all his grief be turned to strength.

The Lord bere help to hym on the bed of his sorewe; thou hast ofte turned al his bed stre in his sijknesse.

4 I said, Lord, have mercy on me; make my soul well, because my faith is in you.

I seide, Lord, haue thou mercy on me; heele thou my soule, for Y synnede ayens thee.

5 My haters say evil against me, When will he be dead, and his name come to an end?

Myn enemyes seiden yuels to me; Whanne schal he die, and his name schal perische?

6 If one comes to see me, deceit is in his heart; he keeps a store of evil, which he makes public in every place.

And if he entride for to se, he spak veyn thingis; his herte gaderide wickidnesse to hym silf.

7 All my haters are talking secretly together against me; they are designing my downfall.

He yede with out forth; and spak to the same thing. Alle myn enemyes bacbitiden pryuyli ayens me; ayens me thei thouyten yuels to me.

8 They say, He has an evil disease, which will not let him go: and now that he is down he will not get up again.

Thei ordeineden an yuel word ayens me; Whether he that slepith, schal not leie to, that he rise ayen?

9 Even my dearest friend, in whom I had faith, who took bread with me, is turned against me.

For whi the man of my pees, in whom Y hopide, he that eet my looues; made greet disseit on me.

10 But you, O Lord, have mercy on me, lifting me up, so that I may give them their punishment.

But thou, Lord, haue merci on me, and reise me ayen; and Y schal yelde to hem.

11 By this I see that you have pleasure in me, because my hater does not overcome me.

In this thing Y knew, that thou woldist me; for myn enemye schal not haue ioye on me.

12 And as for me, you are my support in my righteousness, giving me a place before your face for ever.

Forsothe thou hast take me vp for ynnocence; and hast confermed me in thi siyt with outen ende.

13 May the Lord God of Israel be praised, through eternal days and for ever. So be it. So be it.

Blessid be the Lord God of Israel, fro the world and in to the world; be it doon, be it doon.