Psalms 84
1 To the chief Musician upon Gittith, A Psalm for the sons of Korah. How amiable [are] thy tabernacles, O LORD of hosts!
The salm of the sones of Chore. Lord of vertues, thi tabernaclis ben greetli loued;
2 My soul longeth, yea, even fainteth for the courts of the LORD: my heart and my flesh crieth out for the living God.
my soule coueitith, and failith in to the porchis of the Lord. Myn herte and my fleische; ful out ioyeden in to quyk God.
3 Yea, the sparrow hath found an house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, [even] thine altars, O LORD of hosts, my King, and my God.
For whi a sparewe fyndith an hous to it silf; and a turtle fyndith a neste to it silf, where it `schal kepe hise bryddis. Lord of vertues, thin auteris; my king, and my God.
4 Blessed [are] they that dwell in thy house: they will be still praising thee. (Selah)
Lord, blessid ben thei that dwellen in thin hous; thei schulen preise thee in to the worldis of worldis.
5 Blessed [is] the man whose strength [is] in thee; in whose heart [are] the ways [of them].
Blessid is the man, whos help is of thee; he hath disposid stiyngis in his herte,
6 [Who] passing through the valley of Baca make it a well; the rain also filleth the pools.
in the valei of teeris, in the place which he hath set.
7 They go from strength to strength, [every one of them] in Zion appeareth before God.
For the yyuer of the lawe schal yyue blessyng, thei schulen go fro vertu in to vertu; God of goddis schal be seyn in Sion.
8 O LORD God of hosts, hear my prayer: give ear, O God of Jacob. (Selah)
Lord God of vertues, here thou my preier; God of Jacob, perseyue thou with eeris.
9 Behold, O God our shield, and look upon the face of thine anointed.
God, oure defender, biholde thou; and biholde in to the face of thi crist.
10 For a day in thy courts [is] better than a thousand. I had rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God, than to dwell in the tents of wickedness.
For whi o dai in thin hallis is bettere; than a thousynde. I chees to be `an out cast in the hous of my God; more than to dwelle in the tabernaclis of synneris.
11 For the LORD God [is] a sun and shield: the LORD will give grace and glory: no good [thing] will he withhold from them that walk uprightly.
For God loueth merci and treuthe; the Lord schal yyue grace and glorie.
12 O LORD of hosts, blessed [is] the man that trusteth in thee.
He schal not depriue hem fro goodis, that gon in innocence; Lord of vertues, blessid is the man, that hopith in thee.
