Psalms 36

1 To him that excelleth. A Psalme of Dauid, the servant of the Lord. Wickedness sayeth to the wicked man, euen in mine heart, that there is no feare of God before his eyes.

`To victorie, to Dauid, `the seruaunt of the Lord. The vniust man seide, that he trespasse in hym silf; the drede of God is not bifor hise iyen.

2 For hee flattereth himselfe in his owne eyes, while his iniquitie is foud worthy to be hated.

For he dide gilefuli in the siyt of God; that his wickidnesse be foundun to hatrede.

3 The wordes of his mouth are iniquitie and deceit: hee hath left off to vnderstand and to doe good.

The wordis of his mouth ben wickidnesse and gile, he nolde vndirstonde to do wel.

4 Hee imagineth mischiefe vpon his bed: he setteth himselfe vpon a way, that is not good, and doeth not abhorre euill.

He thouyte wickidnesse in his bed, he stood nyy al weie not good; forsothe he hatide not malice.

5 Thy mercy, O Lord, reacheth vnto the heauens, and thy faithfulnesse vnto the cloudes.

Lord, thi merci is in heuene; and thi treuthe is `til to cloudis.

6 Thy righteousnesse is like the mightie moutaines: thy iudgements are like a great deepe: thou, Lord, doest saue man and beast.

Thi riytfulnesse is as the hillis of God; thi domes ben myche depthe of watris. Lord, thou schalt saue men and beestis;

7 How excellent is thy mercy, O God! therefore the children of men trust vnder the shadowe of thy wings.

as thou, God, hast multiplied thi merci. But the sones of men; schulen hope in the hilyng of thi wyngis.

8 They shall be satisfied with the fatnesse of thine house, and thou shalt giue them drinke out of the riuer of thy pleasures.

Thei schulen be fillid gretli of the plentee of thin hows; and thou schalt yyue drynke to hem with the steef streem of thi likyng.

9 For with thee is the well of life, and in thy light shall we see light.

For the wel of life is at thee; and in thi liyt we schulen se liyt.

10 Extend thy louing kindnes vnto them that knowe thee, and thy righteousnesse vnto them that are vpright in heart.

Lord, sette forth thi mercy to hem, that knowen thee; and thi ryytfulnesse to hem that ben of riytful herte.

11 Let not ye foote of pride come against me, and let not the hand of ye wicked men moue me.

The foot of pryde come not to me; and the hond of the synnere moue me not.

12 There they are fallen that worke iniquity: they are cast downe, and shall not be able to rise.

There thei felden doun, that worchen wickidnesse; thei ben cast out, and myyten not stonde.