Psalms 138

1 A psalm of David. I thank you with my whole being; I sing your praises before the heavenly beings.

`To Dauith him silf. Lord, Y schal knouleche to thee in al myn herte; for thou herdist the wordis of my mouth. Mi God, Y schal singe to thee in the siyt of aungels;

2 I bow down before your holy Temple, and I am thankful because of who you are—for your trustworthy love and faithfulness—and for the fact that your promises are even greater than what people expect of you.

Y schal worschipe to thin hooli temple, and Y schal knouleche to thi name. On thi merci and thi treuthe; for thou hast magnefied thin hooli name aboue al thing.

3 On the day I cried out to you for help, you answered me. You encouraged me and made me strong.

In what euere dai Y schal inwardli clepe thee, here thou me; thou schalt multipli vertu in my soule.

4 All the kings of the earth will praise you, Lord, for they have heard what you have said.

Lord, alle the kingis of erthe knouleche to thee; for thei herden alle the wordis of thi mouth.

5 They will sing about what the Lord has done and about the great glory of the Lord.

And singe thei in the weies of the Lord; for the glorie of the Lord is greet.

6 Though the Lord is high above, he pays attention to the lowly; but he recognizes the proud a long way off.

For the Lord is hiy, and biholdith meke thingis; and knowith afer hiy thingis.

7 Even though I walk into a great deal of trouble, you protect me. You reach out to defend me from the anger of those who hate me—your strong hand saves me.

If Y schal go in the myddil of tribulacioun, thou schalt quikene me; and thou stretchidist forth thin hond on the ire of myn enemyes, and thi riyt hond made me saaf.

8 The Lord vindicates me! Lord, your trustworthy love lasts forever! Don't give up on what you have made!

The Lord schal yelde for me, Lord, thi merci is with outen ende; dispise thou not the werkis of thin hondis.