Psalms 10
1 Why do you stand far off, LORD? Why do you hide yourself in times of trouble?
Lord, whi hast thou go fer awei? thou dispisist `in couenable tymes in tribulacioun.
2 In arrogance, the wicked hunt down the weak. They are caught in the schemes that they devise.
While the wickid is proud, the pore man is brent; thei ben taken in the counsels, bi whiche thei thenken.
3 For the wicked boasts of his heart's cravings, and he blesses the greedy, scorning the LORD.
Forwhi the synnere is preisid in the desiris of his soule; and the wickid is blessid.
4 The wicked in his proud countenance does not seek. All his thoughts are "There is no God."
The synnere `wraththide the Lord; vp the multitude of his ire he schal not seke.
5 His ways are firm at all times. Your judgments are turned aside. As for all his adversaries, he sneers at them.
God is not in his siyt; hise weies ben defoulid in al tyme. God, thi domes ben takun awei fro his face; he schal be lord of alle hise enemyes.
6 He says in his heart, "I shall not be shaken. From generation to generation I shall not experience calamity."
For he seide in his herte, Y schal not be moued, fro generacioun in to generacioun without yuel.
7 His mouth is full of cursing and bitterness and oppression. Under his tongue is mischief and iniquity.
`Whos mouth is ful of cursyng, and of bitternesse, and of gyle; trauel and sorewe is vndur his tunge.
8 He lies in wait near the villages. From ambushes, he murders the innocent. His eyes are secretly set against the helpless.
He sittith in aspies with ryche men in priuytees; to sle the innocent man.
9 He lurks in secret as a lion in his ambush. He lies in wait to catch the helpless. He catches the helpless, when he draws him in his net.
Hise iyen biholden on a pore man; he settith aspies in hid place, as a lioun in his denne. He settith aspies, for to rauysche a pore man; for to rauysche a pore man, while he drawith the pore man.
10 The helpless are crushed. They collapse. They fall under his strength.
In his snare he schal make meke the pore man; he schal bowe hym silf, and schal falle doun, whanne he hath be lord of pore men.
11 He says in his heart, "God has forgotten. He hides his face. He will never see it."
For he seide in his herte, God hath foryete; he hath turned awei his face, that he se not in to the ende.
12 Arise, LORD. God, lift up your hand. Do not forget the helpless.
Lord God, rise thou vp, and thin hond be enhaunsid; foryete thou not pore men.
13 Why does the wicked person condemn God, and say in his heart, "You will not seek (an accounting)."
For what thing terride the wickid man God to wraththe? for he seide in his herte, God schal not seke.
14 But you do see trouble and grief. You consider it to take it into your hand. You help the victim and the fatherless.
Thou seest, for thou biholdist trauel and sorewe; that thou take hem in to thin hondis. The pore man is left to thee; thou schalt be an helpere to the fadirles and modirles.
15 Break the arm of the wicked. As for the evil man, seek out his wickedness until you find none.
Al to-breke thou the arme of the synnere, and yuel willid; his synne schal be souyt, and it schal not be foundun.
16 The LORD is King forever and ever. The nations have perished from his land.
The Lord schal regne with outen ende, and in to the world of world; folkis, ye schulen perische fro the lond of hym.
17 LORD, you have heard the desire of the humble. You will prepare their heart. You will cause your ear to hear,
The Lord hath herd the desir of pore men; thin eere hath herd the makyng redi of her herte.
18 to judge the fatherless and the oppressed, that man who is of the earth may terrify no more.
To deme for the modirles `and meke; that a man `leie to no more to `magnyfie hym silf on erthe.
