Psalms 83

1 A Song of a Psalm for Asaph. O God, who shall be compared to you? be not silent, neither be still, O God.

The song of the salm of Asaph. God, who schal be lijk thee? God, be thou not stille, nether be thou peesid.

2 For behold, your enemies have made a noise; and they that hate you have lifted up the head.

For lo! thin enemyes sowneden; and thei that haten thee reisiden the heed.

3 Against your people they have craftily imagined a device, and have taken counsel against your saints.

Thei maden a wickid counsel on thi puple; and thei thouyten ayens thi seyntis.

4 They have said, Come, and let us utterly destroy them out of the nation; and let the name of Israel be remembered no more at all.

Thei seiden, Come ye, and leese we hem fro the folk; and the name of Israel be no more hadde in mynde.

5 For they have taken counsel together with one consent: they have made a confederacy against you;

For thei thouyten with oon acord;

6 even the tents of the Idumeans, and the Ismaelites; Moab, and the Agarenes;

the tabernaclis of Ydumeys, and men of Ismael disposiden a testament togidere ayens thee. Moab, and Agarenus, Jebal, and Amon, and Amalech;

7 Gebal, and Ammon, and Amalec; the Philistines also, with them that dwell at Tyre.

alienys with hem that dwellen in Tyre.

8 Yes, Assur too is come with them: they have become a help to the children of Lot. (Pause)

For Assur cometh with hem; thei ben maad in to help to the sones of Loth.

9 Do you to them as to Madiam, and to Sisera; as to Jabin at the brook of Kison.

Make thou to hem as to Madian, and Sisara; as to Jabyn in the stronde of Sison.

10 They were utterly destroyed at Aendor: they became as dung for the earth.

Thei perischiden in Endor; thei weren maad as a toord of erthe.

11 Make their princes as Oreb and Zeb, and Zebee and Salmana; [even] all their princes:

Putte thou the prynces of hem as Oreb and Zeb; and Zebee and Salmana. Alle the princis of hem, that seiden;

12 who said, let us take to ourselves the altar of God as an inheritance.

Holde we bi eritage the seyntuarie of God.

13 O my God, make them as a wheel; as stubble before the face of the wind.

My God, putte thou hem as a whele; and as stobil bifor the face of the wynde.

14 As fire which shall burn up a wood, as the flame may consume the mountains;

As fier that brenneth a wode; and as flawme brynnynge hillis.

15 so shall you persecute them with your tempest, and trouble them in your anger.

So thou schalt pursue hem in thi tempeste; and thou schalt disturble hem in thin ire.

16 Fill their faces with dishonour; so shall they seek your name, O Lord.

Lord, fille thou the faces of hem with schenschipe; and thei schulen seke thi name.

17 Let them be ashamed and troubled for evermore; yes, let them be confounded and destroyed.

Be thei aschamed, and be thei disturblid in to world of world; and be thei schent and perische thei.

18 And let them know that your name is Lord; that you alone are Most High over all the earth.

And knowe thei, that the Lord is name to thee; thou aloone art the hiyeste in ech lond.