Psalms 38
1 A psalm of David, for a memorial. Lord, please don't condemn me because you're angry with me; don't punish me because you're furious with me!
`The salm of Dauid, to bythenke on the sabat. Lord, repreue thou not me in thi strong veniaunce; nether chastice thou me in thin ire.
2 Your arrows have pierced me deeply, your hand has come down hard on me.
For thin arowis ben fitchid in me; and thou hast confermed thin hond on me.
3 Because you're so upset with me, not a single part of my body is healthy; I am completely sick because of my sins.
Noon helthe is in my fleisch fro the face of thin ire; no pees is to my boonys fro the face of my synnes.
4 I'm drowning in guilt—the burden is too heavy to bear.
For my wickidnessis ben goon ouer myn heed; as an heuy birthun, tho ben maad heuy on me.
5 My wounds are infected—they're smelling—all because of my stupidity.
Myn heelid woundis weren rotun, and ben brokun; fro the face of myn vnwisdom.
6 I am bent over, doubled up in pain. The whole day I walk around crying my eyes out.
I am maad a wretche, and Y am bowid doun til in to the ende; al dai Y entride sorewful.
7 Inside I'm burning up with fever; no part of my body is healthy.
For my leendis ben fillid with scornyngis; and helthe is not in my fleisch.
8 I'm worn out, totally down. I groan because of the anguish I feel in my heart.
I am turmentid, and maad low ful greetli; Y roride for the weilyng of myn herte.
9 Lord, you know what I desperately want, you hear every sigh I make.
Lord, al my desire is bifor thee; and my weilyng is not hid fro thee.
10 My heart is racing, leaving me with no strength; my eyesight is failing.
Myn herte is disturblid in me, my vertu forsook me; and the liyt of myn iyen `forsook me, and it is not with me.
11 My loved ones and my friends don't come near me because they're afraid of what I've got. Even my family keeps me at a distance.
My frendis and my neiyboris neiyiden; and stoden ayens me. And thei that weren bisidis me stoden afer;
12 Those who are trying to kill me set traps for me; those who want to hurt me make threats against me, working on their deceitful schemes all day long.
and thei diden violence, that souyten my lijf. And thei that souyten yuels to me, spaken vanytees; and thouyten gilis al dai.
13 I act as if I'm deaf to what they're saying, and pretend to be dumb so I don't have to speak.
But Y as a deef man herde not; and as a doumb man not openynge his mouth.
14 Like a man who can't hear, and who doesn't reply—that's me!
And Y am maad as a man not herynge; and not hauynge repreuyngis in his mouth.
15 For I'm waiting on you, Lord! You will answer for me, my Lord and my God.
For, Lord, Y hopide in thee; my Lord God, thou schalt here me.
16 I'm asking you, Lord, please don't let my enemies gloat over me, don't let them be glad when I trip up.
For Y seide, Lest ony tyme myn enemyes haue ioye on me; and the while my feet ben mouyd, thei spaken grete thingis on me.
17 For I'm about ready to collapse—the pain never stops.
For Y am redi to betyngis; and my sorewe is euere in my siyt.
18 I do confess my sins; I am terribly sorry for what I've done.
For Y schal telle my wickidnesse; and Y schal thenke for my synne.
19 I have many powerful enemies—they are very active, hating me for no reason.
But myn enemyes lyuen, and ben confermed on me; and thei ben multiplyed, that haten me wickidli.
20 They pay me back evil for good; they accuse me for the good I try to do.
Thei that yelden yuels for goodis, backbitiden me; for Y suede goodnesse.
21 Don't give up on me, my Lord and my God, don't stay away from me.
My Lord God, forsake thou not me; go thou not awei fro me.
22 Hurry, come and help me, Lord my salvation.
Lord God of myn helthe; biholde thou in to myn help.
