< Psalms 71 >
1 By David, [a Psalm sung by] the sons of Jonadab, and the first that were taken captive. O Lord, I have hoped in you: let me never be put to shame.
Lord, Y hopide in thee, be Y not schent with outen ende;
2 In your righteousness deliver me and rescue me: incline your ear to me, and save me.
in thi riytwisnesse delyuere thou me, and rauysche me out. Bowe doun thin eere to me; and make me saaf.
3 Be to me a protecting God, and a strong hold to save me: for you are my fortress and my refuge.
Be thou to me in to God a defendere; and in to a strengthid place, that thou make me saaf. For thou art my stidefastnesse; and my refuit.
4 Deliver me, O my God, from the hand of the sinner, from the hand of the transgressor and unjust man.
My God, delyuere thou me fro the hoond of the synner; and fro the hoond of a man doynge ayens the lawe, and of the wickid man.
5 For you are my support, O Lord; O Lord, [you are] my hope from my youth.
For thou, Lord, art my pacience; Lord, thou art myn hope fro my yongthe.
6 On you have I been stayed from the womb: from the belly of my mother you are my protector: of you is my praise continually.
In thee Y am confermyd fro the wombe; thou art my defendere fro the wombe of my modir.
7 I am become as it were a wonder to many: but you are [my] strong helper.
My syngyng is euere in thee; Y am maad as a greet wonder to many men; and thou art a strong helpere.
8 Let my mouth be filled with praise, that I may hymn your glory, [and] your majesty all the day.
My mouth be fillid with heriyng; that Y synge thi glorie, al dai thi greetnesse.
9 Cast me not off at the time of old age; forsake me not when my strength fails.
Caste thou not awei me in the tyme of eldnesse; whanne my vertu failith, forsake thou not me.
10 For mine enemies have spoken against me; and they that lay wait for my soul have taken counsel together,
For myn enemyes seiden of me; and thei that kepten my lijf maden counsel togidere.
11 saying, God has forsaken him: persecute you and take him; for there is none to deliver [him].
Seiynge, God hath forsake hym; pursue ye, and take hym; for noon is that schal delyuere.
12 O God, go not far from me, O my God, draw near to my help.
God, be thou not maad afer fro me; my God, biholde thou in to myn help.
13 Let those that plot against my soul be ashamed and utterly fail: let those that seek my hurt be clothed with shame and dishonour.
Men that bacbiten my soule, be schent, and faile thei; and be thei hilid with schenschip and schame, that seken yuels to me.
14 But I will hope continually, and will praise you more and more.
But Y schal hope euere; and Y schal adde euere ouer al thi preising.
15 My mouth shall declare your righteousness openly, [and] your salvation all the day; for I am not acquainted with the affairs [of men].
Mi mouth schal telle thi riytfulnesse; al dai thin helthe. For Y knewe not lettrure, Y schal entre in to the poweres of the Lord;
16 I will go on in the might of the Lord: O Lord, I will make mention of your righteousness only.
Lord, Y schal bithenke on thi riytfulnesse aloone.
17 O God, you have taught me from my youth, and until now will I declare your wonders;
God, thou hast tauyt me fro my yongthe, and `til to now; Y schal telle out thi merueilis.
18 even until I am old and advanced in years. O God, forsake me not; until I shall have declared your arm to all the generation that is to come:
And til in to `the eldnesse and the laste age; God, forsake thou not me. Til Y telle thin arm; to eche generacioun, that schal come. Til Y telle thi myyt,
19 even your power and your righteousness, O God, up to the highest [heavens, even] the mighty works which you has done: O God, who is like to you?
and thi riytfulnesse, God, til in to the hiyeste grete dedis which thou hast do; God, who is lijk thee?
20 What afflictions many and sore have you showed me! yet you did turn and quicken me, and brought me again from the depths of the earth.
Hou grete tribulaciouns many and yuele hast thou schewid to me; and thou conuertid hast quykenyd me, and hast eft brouyt me ayen fro the depthis of erthe.
21 You did multiply your righteousness, and did turn and comfort me, and brought me again out of the depths of the earth.
Thou hast multiplied thi greet doyng; and thou conuertid hast coumfortid me.
22 I will also therefore give thanks to you, O God, [because of] your truth, on an instrument of psalmody: I will sing psalms to you on the harp, O Holy One of Israel.
For whi and Y schal knowleche to thee, thou God, thi treuthe in the instrumentis of salm; Y schal synge in an harpe to thee, that art the hooli of Israel.
23 My lips shall rejoice when I sing to you; and my soul, which you have redeemed.
Mi lippis schulen make fulli ioye, whanne Y schal synge to thee; and my soule, which thou ayen bouytist.
24 Moreover also my tongue shall dwell all the day upon your righteousness; when they shall be ashamed and confounded that seek my hurt.
But and my tunge schal thenke al dai on thi riytfulnesse; whanne thei schulen be schent and aschamed, that seken yuelis to me.