Psalms 52

1 To victorie, the salm of Dauid, `whanne Doech Idumei cam, and telde to Saul, and seide to him, Dauid cam in to the hows of Abymelech. What hast thou glorie in malice; which art miyti in wickidnesse?

Zakaj se bahaš z vragolijo, oh mogočen človek? Božja dobrota vztraja nenehno.

2 Al dai thi tunge thouyte vnriytfulnesse; as a scharp rasour thou hast do gile.

Tvoj jezik snuje vragolije, kakor ostra britev, ki dela varljivo.

3 Thou louedist malice more than benygnite; `thou louedist wickidnesse more than to speke equite.

Bolj ljubiš zlo kakor dobro in laganje bolj kakor govoriti pravičnost. (Sela)

4 Thou louedist alle wordis of casting doun; with a gileful tunge.

Ljubiš vse lakomne besede, oh ti varljiv jezik.

5 Therfor God schal distrie thee in to the ende, he schal drawe thee out bi the roote, and he schal make thee to passe awei fro thi tabernacle; and thi roote fro the lond of lyuynge men.

Bog te bo prav tako uničil za vedno, odvedel te bo stran in izpulil iz tvojega prebivališča in izkoreninil iz dežele živih. (Sela)

6 Iust men schulen se, and schulen drede; and thei schulen leiye on hym, and thei schulen seie, Lo!

Tudi pravični bodo videli in se bali ter se mu posmehovali:

7 the man that settide not God his helpere. But he hopide in the multitude of his richessis; and hadde maistrie in his vanite.

»Glej! To je človek, ki ni storil Boga [za] svojo moč, temveč je zaupal v obilje svojega bogastva in se okrepil v svoji zlobnosti.«

8 Forsothe Y, as a fruytful olyue tre in the hous of God; hopide in the merci of God with outen ende, and in to the world of world.

Toda jaz sem podoben zeleni oljki v Božji hiši. V Božje usmiljenje zaupam na veke vekov.

9 Y schal knowleche to thee in to the world, for thou hast do mercy to me; and Y schal abide thi name, for it is good in the siyt of thi seyntis.

Hvalil te bom na veke, ker si ti to storil in čakal bom na tvoje ime, kajti to je dobro pred tvojimi svetimi.