Psalms 108
1 A canticle of a psalm for David himself. My heart is ready, O God, my heart is ready: I will sing, and will give praise, with my glory.
The song of `the salm of Dauid. Min herte is redi, God, myn herte is redi; Y schal singe, and Y schal seie salm in my glorie.
2 Arise, my glory; arise, psaltery and harp: I will arise in the morning early.
My glorie, ryse thou vp, sautrie and harp, rise thou vp; Y schal rise vp eerli.
3 I will praise thee, O Lord, among the people: and I will sing unto thee among the populations.
Lord, Y schal knouleche to thee among puplis; and Y schal seie salm to thee among naciouns.
4 For thy mercy is great above the heavens: and thy truth even unto the clouds.
For whi, God, thi merci is greet on heuenes; and thi treuthe is til to the cloudis.
5 Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens, and thy glory over all the earth:
God, be thou enhaunsid aboue heuenes; and thi glorie ouer al erthe.
6 That thy beloved may be delivered. Save with thy right hand and hear me.
That thi derlingis be delyuerid, make thou saaf with thi riythond, and here me; God spak in his hooli.
7 God hath spoken in his holiness. I will rejoice, and I will divide Sichem and I will mete out the vale of tabernacles.
I schal make ful out ioye, and Y schal departe Siccimam; and Y schal mete the grete valei of tabernaclis.
8 Galaad is mine, and Manasses is mine and Ephraim the protection of my head. Juda is my king:
Galaad is myn, and Manasses is myn; and Effraym is the vptaking of myn heed. Juda is my king; Moab is the caudron of myn hope.
9 Moab the pot of my hope. Over Edom I will stretch out my shoe: the aliens are become my friends.
In to Ydume Y schal stretche forth my scho; aliens ben maad frendis to me.
10 Who will bring me into the strong city? who will lead me into Edom?
Who schal lede me forth in to a stronge citee; who schal lede me forth til in to Idume?
11 Wilt not thou, O God, who hast cast us off? and wilt not thou, O God, go forth with our armies?
Whether not thou, God, that hast put vs awei; and, God, schalt thou not go out in oure vertues?
12 O grant us help from trouble: for vain is the help of man.
Yyue thou help to vs of tribulacioun; for the heelthe of man is veyn.
13 Through God we shall do mightily: and he will bring our enemies to nothing.
We schulen make vertu in God; and he schal bringe oure enemyes to nouyt.
