Psalms 39
1 For the Leader, for Jeduthun. A Psalm of David. I said: 'I will take heed to my ways, that I sin not with my tongue; I will keep a curb upon my mouth, while the wicked is before me.'
For victorie, to Iditum, the song of Dauid. I seide, Y schal kepe my weies; that Y trespasse not in my tunge. I settide kepyng to my mouth; whanne a synnere stood ayens me.
2 I was dumb with silence; I held my peace, had no comfort; and my pain was held in check.
I was doumb, and was mekid ful gretli, and was stille fro goodis; and my sorewe was renulid.
3 My heart waxed hot within me; while I was musing, the fire kindled; then spoke I with my tongue:
Myn herte was hoot with ynne me; and fier schal brenne out in my thenkyng.
4 'LORD, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is; let me know how short-lived I am.
I spak in my tunge; Lord, make thou myn eende knowun to me. And the noumbre of my daies what it is; that Y wite, what failith to me.
5 Behold, Thou hast made my days as hand-breadths; and mine age is as nothing before Thee; surely every man at his best estate is altogether vanity. (Selah)
Lo! thou hast set my daies mesurable; and my substaunce is as nouyt bifor thee. Netheles al vanytee; ech man lyuynge.
6 Surely man walketh as a mere semblance; surely for vanity they are in turmoil; he heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them.
Netheles a man passith in ymage; but also he is disturblid veynli. He tresorith; and he noot, to whom he `schal gadere tho thingis.
7 And now, Lord, what wait I for? My hope, it is in Thee.
And now which is myn abiding? whether not the Lord? and my substaunce is at thee.
8 Deliver me from all my transgressions; make me not the reproach of the base.
Delyuere thou me fro alle my wickidnessis; thou hast youe me schenschip to the vnkunnynge.
9 I am dumb, I open not my mouth; because Thou hast done it.
I was doumbe, and openyde not my mouth; for thou hast maad,
10 Remove Thy stroke from off me; I am consumed by the blow of Thy hand.
remoue thou thi woundis fro me.
11 With rebukes dost Thou chasten man for iniquity, and like a moth Thou makest his beauty to consume away; surely every man is vanity. (Selah)
Fro the strengthe of thin hond Y failide in blamyngis; for wickidnesse thou hast chastisid man. And thou madist his lijf to faile as an yreyne; netheles ech man is disturblid in veyn.
12 Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear unto my cry; keep not silence at my tears; for I am a stranger with Thee, a sojourner, as all my fathers were.
Lord, here thou my preier and my bisechyng; perseyue thou with eeris my teeris.
13 Look away from me, that I may take comfort, before I go hence, and be no more.'
Be thou not stille, for Y am a comelyng at thee; and a pilgrime, as alle my fadris. Foryyue thou to me, that Y be refreischid, bifor that Y go; and Y schal no more be.
