Psalms 63

1 A Psalm of David; when he was in the wilderness of Judah. O God, thou art my God; early will I seek thee. My soul thirsteth for thee, my flesh languisheth for thee, in a dry and weary land without water:

`The salm of Dauid, `whanne he was in the desert of Judee. God, my God, Y wake to thee ful eerli. Mi soule thirstide to thee; my fleisch thirstide to thee ful many foold.

2 To see thy power and thy glory, as I have beheld thee in the sanctuary;

In a lond forsakun with out wei, and with out water, so Y apperide to thee in hooli; that Y schulde se thi vertu, and thi glorie.

3 For thy loving-kindness is better than life: my lips shall praise thee.

For thi merci is betere than lyues; my lippis schulen herie thee.

4 So will I bless thee while I live; I will lift up my hands in thy name.

So Y schal blesse thee in my lijf; and in thi name Y schal reise myn hondis.

5 My soul is satisfied as with marrow and fatness, and my mouth shall praise [thee] with joyful lips.

Mi soule be fillid as with inner fatnesse and vttermere fatnesse; and my mouth schal herie with lippis of ful out ioiyng.

6 When I remember thee upon my bed, I meditate on thee in the night-watches:

So Y hadde mynde on thee on my bed, in morewtidis Y shal thenke of thee;

7 For thou hast been my help, and in the shadow of thy wings will I sing for joy.

for thou were myn helpere. And in the keueryng of thi wyngis Y schal make `ful out ioye, my soule cleuede after thee;

8 My soul followeth hard after thee: thy right hand upholdeth me.

thi riythond took me vp.

9 But those that seek my soul, to destroy [it], shall go into the lower parts of the earth;

Forsothe thei souyten in veyn my lijf, thei schulen entre in to the lower thingis of erthe;

10 They shall be given over to the power of the sword; they shall be the portion of foxes.

thei schulen be bitakun in to the hondis of swerd, thei schulen be maad the partis of foxis.

11 But the king shall rejoice in God; every one that sweareth by him shall glory: for the mouth of them that speak lies shall be stopped.

But the king schal be glad in God; and alle men schulen be preysid that sweren in hym, for the mouth of hem, that speken wickid thingis, is stoppid.