Psalms 5
1 For the Chief Musician; with the Nehiloth. A Psalm of David. Give ear to my words, O Jehovah, Consider my (meditation)
To the ouercomere on the eritagis, the song of Dauid. Lord, perseyue thou my wordis with eeris; vndurstonde thou my cry.
2 Hearken unto the voice of my cry, my King, and my God; For unto thee do I pray.
Mi kyng, and my God; yyue thou tent to the vois of my preier.
3 O Jehovah, in the morning shalt thou hear my voice; In the morning will I order [my prayer] unto thee, and will keep watch.
For, Lord, Y schal preie to thee; here thou eerly my vois.
4 For thou art not a God that hath pleasure in wickedness: Evil shall not sojourn with thee.
Eerli Y schal stonde nyy thee, and Y schal se; for thou art God not willynge wickidnesse.
5 The arrogant shall not stand in thy sight: Thou hatest all workers of iniquity.
Nethir an yuel willid man schal dwelle bisidis thee; nethir vniust men schulen dwelle bifor thin iyen.
6 Thou wilt destroy them that speak lies: Jehovah abhorreth the blood-thirsty and deceitful man.
Thou hatist alle that worchen wickidnesse; thou schalt leese alle that speken leesyng. The Lord schal holde abhomynable a manquellere, and gileful man.
7 But as for me, in the abundance of thy lovingkindness will I come into thy house: In thy fear will I worship toward thy holy temple.
But, Lord, in the multitude of thi merci Y schal entre in to thin hows; Y schal worschipe to thin hooli temple in thi drede.
8 Lead me, O Jehovah, in thy righteousness because of mine enemies; Make thy way straight before my face.
Lord, lede thou forth me in thi riytfulnesse for myn enemyes; dresse thou my weie in thi siyt.
9 For there is no faithfulness in their mouth; Their inward part is very wickedness; Their throat is an open sepulchre; They flatter with their tongue.
For whi treuthe is not in her mouth; her herte is veyn.
10 Hold them guilty, O God; Let them fall by their own counsels; Thrust them out in the multitude of their transgressions; For they have rebelled against thee.
Her throte is an opyn sepulcre, thei diden gilefuli with her tungis; God, deme thou hem. Falle thei doun fro her thouytis, vp the multitude of her wickidnessis caste thou hem doun; for, Lord, thei han terrid thee to ire.
11 But let all those that take refuge in thee rejoice, Let them ever shout for joy, because thou defendest them: Let them also that love thy name be joyful in thee.
And alle that hopen in thee, be glad; thei schulen make fulli ioye with outen ende, and thou schalt dwelle in hem. And alle that louen thi name schulen haue glorie in thee;
12 For thou wilt bless the righteous; O Jehovah, thou wilt compass him with favor as with a shield.
for thou schalt blesse a iust man. Lord, thou hast corouned vs, as with the scheeld of thi good wille.
