Psalms 31
1 To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David. In thee, O LORD, do I put my trust; let me never be ashamed: deliver me in thy righteousness.
To victorie, the salm of Dauid. Lord, Y hopide in thee, be Y not schent with outen ende; delyuere thou me in thi riytfulnesse.
2 Bow down thy ear to me; deliver me speedily: be thou my strong rock, for an house of defence to save me.
Bouwe doun thin eere to me; haaste thou to delyuere me. Be thou to me in to God defendere, and in to an hows of refuyt; that thou make me saaf.
3 For thou art my rock and my fortress; therefore for thy name’s sake lead me, and guide me.
For thou art my strengthe and my refuyt; and for thi name thou schalt lede me forth, and schalt nurische me.
4 Pull me out of the net that they have laid secretly for me: for thou art my strength.
Thou schalt lede me out of the snare, which thei hidden to me; for thou art my defendere.
5 Into thy hand I commit my spirit: thou hast redeemed me, O LORD God of truth.
I bitake my spirit in to thin hondis; Lord God of treuthe, thou hast ayen bouyt me.
6 I have hated them that regard lying vanities: but I trust in the LORD.
Thou hatist hem that kepen vanytees superfluli.
7 I will be glad and rejoice in thy mercy: for thou hast considered my trouble; thou hast known my soul in adversities;
Forsothe Y hopide in the Lord; Y schal haue fulli ioie, and schal be glad in thi merci. For thou byheldist my mekenesse; thou sauedist my lijf fro nedis.
8 And hast not shut me up into the hand of the enemy: thou hast set my feet in a large place.
And thou closidist not me togidere withynne the hondis of the enemy; thou hast sett my feet in a large place.
9 Have mercy upon me, O LORD, for I am in trouble: my eye is consumed with grief, yea, my soul and my body.
Lord, haue thou merci on me, for Y am troblid; myn iye is troblid in ire, my soule and my wombe `ben troblid.
10 For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength faileth because of my iniquity, and my bones are consumed.
For whi my lijf failide in sorewe; and my yeeris in weilynges. Mi vertu is maad feble in pouert; and my boonys ben disturblid.
11 I was a reproach among all my enemies, but especially among my neighbours, and a fear to my acquaintance: they that saw me without fled from me.
Ouer alle myn enemyes Y am maad schenship greetli to my neiyboris; and drede to my knowun. Thei that sien me with outforth, fledden fro me; Y am youun to foryetyng,
12 I am forgotten as a dead man out of mind: I am like a broken vessel.
as a deed man fro herte. I am maad as a lorun vessel;
13 For I have heard the slander of many: fear was on every side: while they took counsel together against me, they devised to take away my life.
for Y herde dispisyng of many men dwellynge in cumpas. In that thing the while thei camen togidere ayens me; thei counceliden to take my lijf.
14 But I trusted in thee, O LORD: I said, Thou art my God.
But, Lord, Y hopide in thee; Y seide, Thou art my God; my tymes ben in thin hondis.
15 My times are in thy hand: deliver me from the hand of my enemies, and from them that persecute me.
Delyuer thou me fro the hondis of mynen enemyes; and fro hem that pursuen me.
16 Make thy face to shine upon thy servant: save me for thy mercies’ sake.
Make thou cleer thi face on thi seruaunt; Lord, make thou me saaf in thi merci;
17 Let me not be ashamed, O LORD; for I have called upon thee: let the wicked be ashamed, and let them be silent in the grave. (Sheol h7585)
be Y not schent, for Y inwardli clepide thee. Unpitouse men be aschamed, and be led forth in to helle; (Sheol h7585)
18 Let the lying lips be put to silence; which speak grievous things proudly and contemptuously against the righteous.
gileful lippys be maad doumbe. That speken wickidnesse ayens a iust man; in pride, and in mysusyng.
19 O how great is thy goodness, which thou hast laid up for them that fear thee; which thou hast wrought for them that trust in thee before the sons of men!
Lord, the multitude of thi swetnesse is ful greet; which thou hast hid to men dredynge thee. Thou hast maad a perfit thing to hem, that hopen in thee; in the siyt of the sones of men.
20 Thou shalt hide them in the secret of thy presence from the pride of man: thou shalt keep them secretly in a pavilion from the strife of tongues.
Thou schalt hide hem in the priuyte of thi face; fro disturblyng of men. Thou schalt defende hem in thi tabernacle; fro ayenseiyng of tungis.
21 Blessed be the LORD: for he hath showed me his marvellous kindness in a strong city.
Blessid be the Lord; for he hath maad wondurful his merci to me in a strengthid citee.
22 For I said in my haste, I am cut off from before thy eyes: nevertheless thou heardest the voice of my supplications when I cried to thee.
Forsothe Y seide in the passyng of my soule; Y am cast out fro the face of thin iyen. Therfor thou herdist the vois of my preier; while Y criede to thee.
23 O love the LORD, all ye his saints: for the LORD preserveth the faithful, and plentifully rewardeth the proud doer.
Alle ye hooli men of the Lord, loue hym; for the Lord schal seke treuthe, and he schal yelde plenteuousli to hem that doen pride.
24 Be of good courage, and he shall strengthen your heart, all ye that hope in the LORD.
Alle ye that hopen in the Lord, do manli; and youre herte be coumfortid.
