Psalms 83

1 A Song [or] Psalm of Asaph. Keep not thou silence, O God: hold not thy peace, and be not still, O God.

The song of the salm of Asaph. God, who schal be lijk thee? God, be thou not stille, nether be thou peesid.

2 For, lo, thine enemies make a tumult: and they that hate thee have lifted up the head.

For lo! thin enemyes sowneden; and thei that haten thee reisiden the heed.

3 They have taken crafty counsel against thy people, and consulted against thy hidden ones.

Thei maden a wickid counsel on thi puple; and thei thouyten ayens thi seyntis.

4 They have said, Come, and let us cut them off from [being] a nation; that the name of Israel may be no more in remembrance.

Thei seiden, Come ye, and leese we hem fro the folk; and the name of Israel be no more hadde in mynde.

5 For they have consulted together with one consent: they are confederate against thee:

For thei thouyten with oon acord;

6 The tabernacles of Edom, and the Ishmaelites; of Moab, and the Hagarenes;

the tabernaclis of Ydumeys, and men of Ismael disposiden a testament togidere ayens thee. Moab, and Agarenus, Jebal, and Amon, and Amalech;

7 Gebal, and Ammon, and Amalek; the Philistines with the inhabitants of Tyre;

alienys with hem that dwellen in Tyre.

8 Assur also is joined with them: they have holpen the children of Lot. (Selah)

For Assur cometh with hem; thei ben maad in to help to the sones of Loth.

9 Do unto them as [unto] the Midianites; as [to] Sisera, as [to] Jabin, at the brook of Kison:

Make thou to hem as to Madian, and Sisara; as to Jabyn in the stronde of Sison.

10 [Which] perished at Endor: they became [as] dung for the earth.

Thei perischiden in Endor; thei weren maad as a toord of erthe.

11 Make their nobles like Oreb, and like Zeeb: yea, all their princes as Zebah, and as Zalmunna:

Putte thou the prynces of hem as Oreb and Zeb; and Zebee and Salmana. Alle the princis of hem, that seiden;

12 Who said, Let us take to ourselves the houses of God in possession.

Holde we bi eritage the seyntuarie of God.

13 O my God, make them like a wheel; as the stubble before the wind.

My God, putte thou hem as a whele; and as stobil bifor the face of the wynde.

14 As the fire burneth a wood, and as the flame setteth the mountains on fire;

As fier that brenneth a wode; and as flawme brynnynge hillis.

15 So persecute them with thy tempest, and make them afraid with thy storm.

So thou schalt pursue hem in thi tempeste; and thou schalt disturble hem in thin ire.

16 Fill their faces with shame; that they may seek thy name, O LORD.

Lord, fille thou the faces of hem with schenschipe; and thei schulen seke thi name.

17 Let them be confounded and troubled for ever; yea, let them be put to shame, and perish:

Be thei aschamed, and be thei disturblid in to world of world; and be thei schent and perische thei.

18 That [men] may know that thou, whose name alone [is] JEHOVAH, [art] the most high over all the earth.

And knowe thei, that the Lord is name to thee; thou aloone art the hiyeste in ech lond.