Psalms 41

1 To the chief Musician. A Psalm of David. Blessed is he that understandeth the poor: Jehovah will deliver him in the day of evil.

For victorie, the song of Dauid. Blessid is he that vndurstondith `on a nedi man and pore; the Lord schal delyuere hym in the yuel dai.

2 Jehovah will preserve him, and keep him alive; he shall be made happy in the land; and thou wilt not deliver him to the will of his enemies.

The Lord kepe hym, and quykene hym, and make hym blesful in the lond; and bitake not hym in to the wille of his enemyes.

3 Jehovah will sustain him upon the bed of languishing: thou turnest all his bed in his sickness.

The Lord bere help to hym on the bed of his sorewe; thou hast ofte turned al his bed stre in his sijknesse.

4 As for me, I said, Jehovah, be gracious unto me: heal my soul; for I have sinned against thee.

I seide, Lord, haue thou mercy on me; heele thou my soule, for Y synnede ayens thee.

5 Mine enemies wish me evil: When will he die, and his name perish?

Myn enemyes seiden yuels to me; Whanne schal he die, and his name schal perische?

6 And if one come to see [me], he speaketh falsehood; his heart gathereth wickedness to itself: he goeth abroad, he telleth [it].

And if he entride for to se, he spak veyn thingis; his herte gaderide wickidnesse to hym silf.

7 All that hate me whisper together against me; against me do they devise my hurt.

He yede with out forth; and spak to the same thing. Alle myn enemyes bacbitiden pryuyli ayens me; ayens me thei thouyten yuels to me.

8 A thing of Belial cleaveth fast unto him; and now that he is laid down, he will rise up no more.

Thei ordeineden an yuel word ayens me; Whether he that slepith, schal not leie to, that he rise ayen?

9 Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I confided, who did eat of my bread, hath lifted up [his] heel against me.

For whi the man of my pees, in whom Y hopide, he that eet my looues; made greet disseit on me.

10 But thou, Jehovah, be gracious unto me, and raise me up, that I may requite them.

But thou, Lord, haue merci on me, and reise me ayen; and Y schal yelde to hem.

11 By this I know that thou delightest in me, because mine enemy doth not triumph over me.

In this thing Y knew, that thou woldist me; for myn enemye schal not haue ioye on me.

12 But as for me, thou upholdest me in mine integrity, and settest me before thy face for ever.

Forsothe thou hast take me vp for ynnocence; and hast confermed me in thi siyt with outen ende.

13 Blessed be Jehovah, the God of Israel, from eternity to eternity! Amen, and Amen.

Blessid be the Lord God of Israel, fro the world and in to the world; be it doon, be it doon.