< Psalms 55 >

1 “To the chief musician on Neginoth, a Maskil of David.” Give ear, O God, to my prayer, and hide not thyself from my supplication.
`In Ebreu thus, To victorie in orguns, the lernyng of Dauid. `In Jeroms translacioun thus, To the ouercomer in salmes of Dauid lernid. God, here thou my preier, and dispise thou not my biseching;
2 Listen unto me, and answer me: I mourn in my grief, and moan;
yyue thou tent to me, and here thou me. I am sorewful in myn exercising; and Y am disturblid of the face of the enemye,
3 Because of the voice of the enemy, because of the oppression of the wicked; for they cast wrong upon me, and in wrath they attack me.
and of the tribulacioun of the synner. For thei bowiden wickidnessis in to me; and in ire thei weren diseseful to me.
4 My heart is sorely pained within me, and the terrors of death are fallen upon me.
Myn herte was disturblid in me; and the drede of deth felde on me.
5 Fearfulness and trembling are come upon me, and shuddering hath covered me.
Drede and trembling camen on me; and derknessis hiliden me.
6 And I said, Oh that some one would give me wings like a dove! I would fly away and dwell [quietly].
And Y seide, Who schal yyue to me fetheris, as of a culuer; and Y schal fle, and schal take rest?
7 Lo, I would flee far away, I would spend my night in the wilderness. (Selah)
Lo! Y yede fer awei, and fledde; and Y dwellide in wildirnesse.
8 I would prepare hastily a refuge for me from the sweeping wind [and] from storm.
I abood hym, that made me saaf fro the litilnesse, `ether drede, of spirit; and fro tempest.
9 Destroy, O Lord, divide their tongue; for I have seen violence and strife in the city;
Lord, caste thou doun, departe thou the tungis of hem; for Y siy wickidnesse and ayenseiyng in the citee.
10 Day and night do these encompass it upon her walls: and wrong and trouble are in her midst.
Bi dai and nyyt wickidnesse schal cumpasse it on the wallis therof;
11 Mischief is in her midst: guile and deceit depart not from her streets.
and trauel and vnriytfulnesse ben in the myddis therof. And vsure and gile failide not; fro the stretis therof.
12 For it is not an enemy that reproached me; then I could bear it: not he that hateth me hath magnified himself against me; then I would have hidden myself from him;
For if myn enemye hadde cursid me; sotheli Y hadde suffride. And if he, that hatide me, hadde spoke greet thingis on me; in hap Y hadde hid me fro hym.
13 But it is thou, a man my equal, my guide, and my acquaintance;
But thou art a man of o wille; my leeder, and my knowun.
14 So that we took sweet secret counsel together, and walked unto the house of God in tumultuous company.
Which tokist togidere swete meetis with me; we yeden with consent in the hous of God.
15 Let him dispense death over them; let them go down alive into the nether world; for evil is in their dwelling, in the midst of them. (Sheol h7585)
Deth come on hem; and go thei doun quyk in to helle. For weiwardnessis ben in the dwelling places of hem; in the myddis of hem. (Sheol h7585)
16 I, however, will call on God: and the Lord will save me.
But Y criede to thee, Lord; and the Lord sauede me.
17 At evening and morning and noon will I make my complaint and moan: and he heareth my voice.—
In the euentid and morewtid and in myddai Y schal telle, and schewe; and he schal here my vois.
18 He delivereth my soul in peace from the battle against me; for in multitudes are they [contending] with me.
He schal ayenbie my soule in pees fro hem, that neiyen to me; for among manye thei weren with me.
19 God will hear, and humble them—yea, he that sitteth enthroned from the oldest time Selah—those who dread no changes, and fear not God.
God schal here; and he that is bifore the worldis schal make hem low. For chaungyng is not to hem, and thei dredden not God;
20 He stretcheth out his hands against those at peace with him: he violateth his covenant.
he holdith forth his hoond in yelding. Thei defouliden his testament,
21 The creamy words of his mouth are smooth, yet there is war [in] his heart; his words are softer than oil, yet are they drawn swords.
the cheris therof weren departid fro ire; and his herte neiyede. The wordis therof weren softer than oyle; and tho ben dartis.
22 Cast thy burden upon the Lord, and he will sustain thee: he will never suffer the righteous to be moved.
Caste thi cure on the Lord, and he schal fulli nurische thee; and he schal not yyue with outen ende flotering to a iust man.
23 But thou, O God, thou wilt bring them down into the pit of destruction: let not the men of blood and deceit live out half their days; but I will indeed trust in thee.
But thou, God, schalt lede hem forth; in to the pit of deth. Menquelleris and gilours schulen not haue half her daies; but, Lord, Y schal hope in thee.

< Psalms 55 >