Psalms 51
1 To him that excelleth. A Psalme of David, when the Prophet Nathan came unto him, after he had gone in to Bath-sheba. Have mercie vpon me, O God, according to thy louing kindnes: according to the multitude of thy compassions put away mine iniquities.
To victorie, the salm of Dauid; `whanne Nathan the prophete cam to hym, whanne he entride to Bersabee. God, haue thou merci on me; bi thi greet merci. And bi the mychilnesse of thi merciful doyngis; do thou awei my wickidnesse.
2 Wash me throughly from mine iniquitie, and clense me from my sinne.
More waische thou me fro my wickidnesse; and clense thou me fro my synne.
3 For I know mine iniquities, and my sinne is euer before me.
For Y knouleche my wickidnesse; and my synne is euere ayens me.
4 Against thee, against thee onely haue I sinned, and done euill in thy sight, that thou mayest be iust when thou speakest, and pure when thou iudgest.
I haue synned to thee aloone, and Y haue do yuel bifor thee; that thou be iustified in thi wordis, and ouercome whanne thou art demed. For lo!
5 Beholde, I was borne in iniquitie, and in sinne hath my mother conceiued me.
Y was conseyued in wickednessis; and my modir conceyuede me in synnes.
6 Beholde, thou louest trueth in the inwarde affections: therefore hast thou taught mee wisedome in the secret of mine heart.
For lo! thou louedist treuthe; thou hast schewid to me the vncerteyn thingis, and pryuy thingis of thi wisdom.
7 Purge me with hyssope, and I shalbe cleane: wash me, and I shalbe whiter then snowe.
Lord, sprenge thou me with ysope, and Y schal be clensid; waische thou me, and Y schal be maad whijt more than snow.
8 Make me to heare ioye and gladnes, that the bones, which thou hast broken, may reioyce.
Yyue thou ioie, and gladnesse to myn heryng; and boonys maad meke schulen ful out make ioye.
9 Hide thy face from my sinnes, and put away all mine iniquities.
Turne awei thi face fro my synnes; and do awei alle my wickidnesses.
10 Create in mee a cleane heart, O God, and renue a right spirit within me.
God, make thou a clene herte in me; and make thou newe a riytful spirit in my entrailis.
11 Cast mee not away from thy presence, and take not thine holy Spirit from me.
Caste thou me not awei fro thi face; and take thou not awei fro me thin hooli spirit.
12 Restore to me the ioy of thy saluation, and stablish me with thy free Spirit.
Yiue thou to me the gladnesse of thyn helthe; and conferme thou me with the principal spirit.
13 Then shall I teache thy wayes vnto the wicked, and sinners shalbe conuerted vnto thee.
I schal teche wickid men thi weies; and vnfeithful men schulen be conuertid to thee.
14 Deliuer me from blood, O God, which art the God of my saluation, and my tongue shall sing ioyfully of thy righteousnes.
God, the God of myn helthe, delyuere thou me fro bloodis; and my tunge schal ioyfuli synge thi riytfulnesse.
15 Open thou my lippes, O Lord, and my mouth shall shewe foorth thy praise.
Lord, `opene thou my lippis; and my mouth schal telle thi preysyng.
16 For thou desirest no sacrifice, though I would giue it: thou delitest not in burnt offering.
For if thou haddist wold sacrifice, Y hadde youe; treuli thou schalt not delite in brent sacrifices.
17 The sacrifices of God are a contrite spirit: a contrite and a broken heart, O God, thou wilt not despise.
A sacrifice to God is a spirit troblid; God, thou schalt not dispise a contrit herte and `maad meke.
18 Bee fauourable vnto Zion for thy good pleasure: builde the walles of Ierusalem.
Lord, do thou benygneli in thi good wille to Syon; that the wallis of Jerusalem be bildid.
19 Then shalt thou accept ye sacrifices of righteousnes, euen the burnt offering and oblation: then shall they offer calues vpon thine altar.
Thanne thou schalt take plesauntli the sacrifice of riytfulnesse, offryngis, and brent sacrifices; thanne thei schulen putte calues on thin auter.
