Psalms 50
1 “A psalm of Assaph.” The God of gods, the Lord, speaketh, and calleth the earth, from the rising of the sun unto his setting.
The salm of Asaph. God, the Lord of goddis, spak; and clepide the erthe,
2 Out of Zion, the perfection of beauty, God shineth forth.
fro the risynge of the sunne til to the goyng doun. The schap of his fairnesse fro Syon,
3 Our God is coming, and will not keep silence: a fire devoureth before him, and round him there rageth a mighty storm.
God schal come opynli; oure God, and he schal not be stille. Fier schal brenne an hiye in his siyt; and a strong tempest in his cumpas.
4 He will call to the heavens above, and to the earth, to judge his people.
He clepide heuene aboue; and the erthe, to deme his puple.
5 “Gather together unto me my pious servants, who make a covenant with me by sacrifice.”
Gadere ye to hym hise seyntis; that ordeynen his testament aboue sacrifices.
6 And the heavens tell of his righteousness; for God is judge himself. (Selah)
`And heuenes schulen schewe his riytfulnesse; for God is the iuge.
7 “Hear, O my people, and I will speak; O Israel, and I will testify against thee: God, thy God, am I.
Mi puple, here thou, and Y schal speke to Israel; and Y schal witnesse to thee, Y am God, thi God.
8 Not because of thy sacrifices will I reprove thee; and thy burnt-offerings are continually before me.
I schal not repreue thee in thi sacrifices; and thi brent sacrifices ben euere bifor me.
9 I will not take a bullock out of thy house, nor he-goats out of thy folds.
I schal not take calues of thin hows; nethir geet buckis of thi flockis.
10 For mine are all the beasts of the forest, the cattle upon a thousand mountains.
For alle the wyelde beestis of wodis ben myne; werk beestis, and oxis in hillis.
11 I know all the fowls of the mountains: whatever moveth on the fields is with me.
I haue knowe alle the volatils of heuene; and the fairnesse of the feeld is with me.
12 If I were hungry, I would not say it to thee; for mine is the world, and what filleth it.
If Y schal be hungry, Y schal not seie to thee; for the world and the fulnesse therof is myn.
13 Do I eat the flesh of fatted bulls, or drink the blood of he-goats?
Whether Y schal eete the fleischis of boolis? ethir schal Y drynke the blood of geet buckis?
14 Offer unto God thanksgiving; and pay unto the Most High thy vows;
Offre thou to God the sacrifice of heriyng; and yelde thin avowis to the hiyeste God.
15 And call on me on the day of distress: I will deliver thee, — and so wilt thou glorify me.”
And inwardli clepe thou me in the dai of tribulacioun; and Y schal delyuere thee, and thou schalt onoure me.
16 But unto the wicked God saith, “What hast thou to do to relate my statutes, and why bearest thou my covenant upon thy mouth?
But God seide to the synnere, Whi tellist thou out my riytfulnessis; and takist my testament bi thi mouth?
17 And yet thou hatest instruction, and castest my words behind thee.
Sotheli thou hatidist lore; and hast cast awey my wordis bihynde.
18 When thou seest a thief, then art thou pleased with him, and with adulterers hast thou thy portion.
If thou siyest a theef, thou `hast runne with hym; and thou settidist thi part with avowtreris.
19 Thou lettest loose thy mouth with evil, and thy tongue frameth deceit.
Thi mouth was plenteuouse of malice; and thi tunge medlide togidere giles.
20 Thou sittest and speakest against thy brother; against thy own mother's son thou utterest slander.
Thou sittynge spakist ayens thi brother, and thou settidist sclaundir ayens the sone of thi modir;
21 These things hast thou done, and I kept silence: thou didst ween that I am like thyself; [but] I will reprove thee, and set it in order before thy eyes.”
thou didist these thingis, and Y was stille. Thou gessidist wickidli, that Y schal be lijk thee; Y schal repreue thee, and Y schal sette ayens thi face.
22 Do but reflect on this, ye that forget God, lest I tear [you] in pieces, with none to deliver.
Ye that foryeten God, vndurstonde these thingis; lest sum tyme he rauysche, and noon be that schal delyuere.
23 Whoso offereth thanksgiving glorifieth me: and to him that ordereth his course aright, will I show the salvation of God.
The sacrifice of heriyng schal onoure me; and there is the weie, where ynne Y schal schewe to hym the helthe of God.
