Psalms 38
1 A Psalme of Dauid for remembrance. O Lord, rebuke mee not in thine anger, neither chastise me in thy wrath.
`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 For thine arrowes haue light vpon me, and thine hand lyeth vpon me.
For thin arowis ben fitchid in me; and thou hast confermed thin hond on me.
3 There is nothing sound in my flesh, because of thine anger: neither is there rest in my bones because of my sinne.
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 For mine iniquities are gone ouer mine head, and as a weightie burden they are too heauie for me.
For my wickidnessis ben goon ouer myn heed; as an heuy birthun, tho ben maad heuy on me.
5 My woundes are putrified, and corrupt because of my foolishnes.
Myn heelid woundis weren rotun, and ben brokun; fro the face of myn vnwisdom.
6 I am bowed, and crooked very sore: I goe mourning all the day.
I am maad a wretche, and Y am bowid doun til in to the ende; al dai Y entride sorewful.
7 For my reines are full of burning, and there is nothing sound in my flesh.
For my leendis ben fillid with scornyngis; and helthe is not in my fleisch.
8 I am weakened and sore broken: I roare for the very griefe of mine heart.
I am turmentid, and maad low ful greetli; Y roride for the weilyng of myn herte.
9 Lord, I powre my whole desire before thee, and my sighing is not hid from thee.
Lord, al my desire is bifor thee; and my weilyng is not hid fro thee.
10 Mine heart panteth: my strength faileth me, and the light of mine eyes, euen they are not mine owne.
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 louers and my friends stand aside from my plague, and my kinsmen stand a farre off.
My frendis and my neiyboris neiyiden; and stoden ayens me. And thei that weren bisidis me stoden afer;
12 They also, that seeke after my life, laye snares, and they that go about to do me euil, talke wicked things and imagine deceite continually.
and thei diden violence, that souyten my lijf. And thei that souyten yuels to me, spaken vanytees; and thouyten gilis al dai.
13 But I as a deafe man heard not, and am as a dumme man, which openeth not his mouth.
But Y as a deef man herde not; and as a doumb man not openynge his mouth.
14 Thus am I as a man, that heareth not, and in whose mouth are no reproofes.
And Y am maad as a man not herynge; and not hauynge repreuyngis in his mouth.
15 For on thee, O Lord, do I waite: thou wilt heare me, my Lord, my God.
For, Lord, Y hopide in thee; my Lord God, thou schalt here me.
16 For I said, Heare me, least they reioyce ouer me: for when my foote slippeth, they extol themselues against me.
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 Surely I am ready to halte, and my sorow is euer before me.
For Y am redi to betyngis; and my sorewe is euere in my siyt.
18 When I declare my paine, and am sory for my sinne,
For Y schal telle my wickidnesse; and Y schal thenke for my synne.
19 Then mine enemies are aliue and are mightie, and they that hate me wrongfully are many.
But myn enemyes lyuen, and ben confermed on me; and thei ben multiplyed, that haten me wickidli.
20 They also, that rewarde euill for good, are mine aduersaries, because I follow goodnesse.
Thei that yelden yuels for goodis, backbitiden me; for Y suede goodnesse.
21 Forsake me not, O Lord: be not thou farre from me, my God.
My Lord God, forsake thou not me; go thou not awei fro me.
22 Haste thee to helpe mee, O my Lord, my saluation.
Lord God of myn helthe; biholde thou in to myn help.
