Psalms 17
1 [A Prayer by David.] Hear, LORD, my righteous plea; Give ear to my prayer, that doesn't go out of deceitful lips.
The preier of Dauid. Lord, here thou my riytfulnesse; biholde thou my preier. Perseuye thou with eeris my preier; not maad in gileful lippis.
2 Let my sentence come forth from your presence. Let your eyes look on equity.
Mi doom come `forth of thi cheer; thin iyen se equite.
3 You have proved my heart. You have visited me in the night. You have tried me, and found nothing. I have resolved that my mouth shall not disobey.
Thou hast preued myn herte, and hast visitid in niyt; thou hast examynyd me bi fier, and wickidnesse is not foundun in me.
4 As for the works of men, by the word of your lips, I have kept myself from the ways of the violent.
That my mouth speke not the werkis of men; for the wordis of thi lippis Y haue kept harde weies.
5 My steps have held fast to your paths. My feet have not slipped.
Make thou perfit my goyngis in thi pathis; that my steppis be not moued.
6 I have called on you, for you will answer me, God. Turn your ear to me. Hear my speech.
I criede, for thou, God, herdist me; bowe doun thin eere to me, and here thou my wordis.
7 Show your marvelous loving kindness, you who save those who take refuge by your right hand from their enemies.
Make wondurful thi mercies; that makist saaf `men hopynge in thee.
8 Keep me as the apple of your eye. Hide me under the shadow of your wings,
Kepe thou me as the appil of the iye; fro `men ayenstondynge thi riyt hond. Keuere thou me vndur the schadewe of thi wyngis;
9 from the wicked who oppress me, my deadly enemies, who surround me.
fro the face of vnpitouse men, that han turmentid me. Myn enemyes han cumpassid my soule;
10 They close up their callous hearts. With their mouth they speak proudly.
thei han closide togidere her fatnesse; the mouth of hem spak pride.
11 They have tracked me down; suddenly they surround me. They watch closely, crouching down to the ground.
Thei castiden me forth, and han cumpassid me now; thei ordeyneden to bowe doun her iyen in to erthe.
12 He is like a lion that is greedy of his prey, as it were a young lion lurking in secret places.
Thei, as a lioun maad redi to prey, han take me; and as the whelp of a lioun dwellynge in hid places.
13 Arise, LORD, confront him. Cast him down. Deliver my soul from the wicked by your sword;
Lord, rise thou vp, bifor come thou hym, and disseyue thou hym; delyuere thou my lijf fro the `vnpitouse,
14 from men with your hand, LORD, from men of the world, whose portion is in this life. You fill their womb with treasure. They are satisfied with children, and they leave their wealth to their little ones.
delyuere thou thi swerd fro the enemyes of thin hond. Lord, departe thou hem fro a fewe men of `the lond in the lijf of hem; her wombe is fillid of thin hid thingis. Thei ben fillid with sones; and thei leften her relifis to her litle children.
15 As for me, I shall see your face in righteousness. I shall be satisfied, when I awake, with seeing your form.
But Y in riytfulnesse schal appere to thi siyt; Y schal be fillid, whanne thi glorie schal appere.
