Psalms 22
1 To the chief Musician upon Aijeleth Shahar, A Psalm of David. My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? [why art thou so] far from helping me, [and from] the words of my roaring?
To ouercome, for `the morewtid hynd; the salm of Dauid. God, my God, biholde thou on me, whi hast thou forsake me? the wordis of my trespassis ben fer fro myn helthe.
2 O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou hearest not; and in the night season, and am not silent.
Mi God, Y schal crye bi dai, and thou schalt not here; and bi nyyt, and not to vnwisdom to me.
3 But thou [art] holy, [O thou] that inhabitest the praises of Israel.
Forsothe thou, the preisyng of Israel, dwellist in holynesse;
4 Our fathers trusted in thee: they trusted, and thou didst deliver them.
oure fadris hopiden in thee, thei hopiden, and thou delyueridist hem.
5 They cried unto thee, and were delivered: they trusted in thee, and were not confounded.
Thei crieden to thee, and thei weren maad saaf; thei hopiden in thee, and thei weren not schent.
6 But I [am] a worm, and no man; a reproach of men, and despised of the people.
But Y am a worm, and not man; the schenschip of men, and the outcastyng of the puple.
7 All they that see me laugh me to scorn: they shoot out the lip, they shake the head, [saying],
Alle men seynge me scorneden me; thei spaken with lippis, and stiriden the heed.
8 He trusted on the LORD [that] he would deliver him: let him deliver him, seeing he delighted in him.
He hopide in the Lord, delyuere he hym; make he hym saaf, for he wole hym.
9 But thou [art] he that took me out of the womb: thou didst make me hope [when I was] upon my mother’s breasts.
For thou it art that drowist me out of the wombe, thou art myn hope fro the tetis of my modir;
10 I was cast upon thee from the womb: thou [art] my God from my mother’s belly.
in to thee Y am cast forth fro the wombe. Fro the wombe of my modir thou art my God; departe thou not fro me.
11 Be not far from me; for trouble [is] near; for [there is] none to help.
For tribulacioun is next; for noon is that helpith.
12 Many bulls have compassed me: strong [bulls] of Bashan have beset me round.
Many calues cumpassiden me; fatte bolis bisegiden me.
13 They gaped upon me [with] their mouths, [as] a ravening and a roaring lion.
Thei openyden her mouth on me; as doith a lioun rauyschynge and rorynge.
14 I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels.
I am sched out as watir; and alle my boonys ben scaterid. Myn herte is maad, as wex fletynge abrood; in the myddis of my wombe.
15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
Mi vertu driede as a tiyl stoon, and my tunge cleuede to my chekis; and thou hast brouyt forth me in to the dust of deth.
16 For dogs have compassed me: the assembly of the wicked have inclosed me: they pierced my hands and my feet.
For many doggis cumpassiden me; the counsel of wickid men bisegide me. Thei delueden myn hondis and my feet;
17 I may tell all my bones: they look [and] stare upon me.
thei noumbriden alle my boonys. Sotheli thei lokiden, and bihelden me;
18 They part my garments among them, and cast lots upon my vesture.
thei departiden my clothis to hem silf, and thei senten lot on my cloth.
19 But be not thou far from me, O LORD: O my strength, haste thee to help me.
But thou, Lord, delaie not thin help fro me; biholde thou to my defence.
20 Deliver my soul from the sword; my darling from the power of the dog.
God, delyuere thou my lijf fro swerd; and delyuere thou myn oon aloone fro the hond of the dogge.
21 Save me from the lion’s mouth: for thou hast heard me from the horns of the unicorns.
Make thou me saaf fro the mouth of a lioun; and my mekenesse fro the hornes of vnycornes.
22 I will declare thy name unto my brethren: in the midst of the congregation will I praise thee.
I schal telle thi name to my britheren; Y schal preise thee in the myddis of the chirche.
23 Ye that fear the LORD, praise him; all ye the seed of Jacob, glorify him; and fear him, all ye the seed of Israel.
Ye that dreden the Lord, herie hym; alle the seed of Jacob, glorifie ye hym.
24 For he hath not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the afflicted; neither hath he hid his face from him; but when he cried unto him, he heard.
Al the seed of Israel drede hym; for he forsook not, nethir dispiside the preier of a pore man. Nethir he turnede awei his face fro me; and whanne Y criede to hym, he herde me.
25 My praise [shall be] of thee in the great congregation: I will pay my vows before them that fear him.
Mi preisyng is at thee in a greet chirche; Y schal yelde my vowis in the siyt of men dredynge hym.
26 The meek shall eat and be satisfied: they shall praise the LORD that seek him: your heart shall live for ever.
Pore men schulen ete, and schulen be fillid, and thei schulen herie the Lord, that seken hym; the hertis of hem schulen lyue in to the world of world.
27 All the ends of the world shall remember and turn unto the LORD: and all the kindreds of the nations shall worship before thee.
Alle the endis of erthe schulen bithenke; and schulen be conuertid to the Lord. And alle the meynees of hethene men; schulen worschipe in his siyt.
28 For the kingdom [is] the LORD’s: and he [is] the governor among the nations.
For the rewme is the Lordis; and he schal be Lord of hethene men.
29 All [they that be] fat upon earth shall eat and worship: all they that go down to the dust shall bow before him: and none can keep alive his own soul.
Alle the fatte men of erthe eeten and worschipiden; alle men, that goen doun in to erthe, schulen falle doun in his siyt.
30 A seed shall serve him; it shall be accounted to the Lord for a generation.
And my soule schal lyue to hym; and my seed schal serue him.
31 They shall come, and shall declare his righteousness unto a people that shall be born, that he hath done [this].
A generacioun to comyng schal be teld to the Lord; and heuenes schulen telle his riytfulnesse to the puple that schal be borun, whom the Lord made.
