Psalms 41

1 To him that excelleth. A Psalme of Dauid. Blessed is he that iudgeth wisely of the poore: the Lord shall deliuer him in ye time of trouble.

For victorie, the song of Dauid. Blessid is he that vndurstondith `on a nedi man and pore; the Lord schal delyuere hym in the yuel dai.

2 The Lord will keepe him, and preserue him aliue: he shalbe blessed vpon the earth, and thou wilt not deliuer him vnto the will of his enemies.

The Lord kepe hym, and quykene hym, and make hym blesful in the lond; and bitake not hym in to the wille of his enemyes.

3 The Lord wil strengthen him vpon ye bed of sorow: thou hast turned al his bed in his sicknes.

The Lord bere help to hym on the bed of his sorewe; thou hast ofte turned al his bed stre in his sijknesse.

4 Therefore I saide, Lord haue mercie vpon me: heale my soule, for I haue sinned against thee.

I seide, Lord, haue thou mercy on me; heele thou my soule, for Y synnede ayens thee.

5 Mine enemies speake euill of me, saying, When shall he die, and his name perish?

Myn enemyes seiden yuels to me; Whanne schal he die, and his name schal perische?

6 And if hee come to see mee, hee speaketh lies, but his heart heapeth iniquitie within him, and when he commeth foorth, he telleth it.

And if he entride for to se, he spak veyn thingis; his herte gaderide wickidnesse to hym silf.

7 All they that hate me, whisper together against me: euen against me do they imagine mine hurt.

He yede with out forth; and spak to the same thing. Alle myn enemyes bacbitiden pryuyli ayens me; ayens me thei thouyten yuels to me.

8 A mischiefe is light vpon him, and he that lyeth, shall no more rise.

Thei ordeineden an yuel word ayens me; Whether he that slepith, schal not leie to, that he rise ayen?

9 Yea, my familiar friend, whom I trusted, which did eate of my bread, hath lifted vp the heele against me.

For whi the man of my pees, in whom Y hopide, he that eet my looues; made greet disseit on me.

10 Therefore, O Lord, haue mercy vpon mee, and raise me vp: so I shall reward them.

But thou, Lord, haue merci on me, and reise me ayen; and Y schal yelde to hem.

11 By this I know that thou fauourest me, because mine enemie doth not triumph against me.

In this thing Y knew, that thou woldist me; for myn enemye schal not haue ioye on me.

12 And as for me, thou vpholdest me in mine integritie, and doest set me before thy face for euer.

Forsothe thou hast take me vp for ynnocence; and hast confermed me in thi siyt with outen ende.

13 Blessed be the Lord God of Israel worlde without ende. So be it, euen so be it.

Blessid be the Lord God of Israel, fro the world and in to the world; be it doon, be it doon.