Psalms 63

1 A PSALM OF DAVID, IN HIS BEING IN THE WILDERNESS OF JUDAH. O God, You [are] my God, earnestly I seek You, My soul has thirsted for You, My flesh has longed for You, In a dry and weary land, without waters.

`The salm of Dauid, `whanne he was in the desert of Judee. God, my God, Y wake to thee ful eerli. Mi soule thirstide to thee; my fleisch thirstide to thee ful many foold.

2 So I have seen You in the sanctuary, To behold Your strength and Your glory.

In a lond forsakun with out wei, and with out water, so Y apperide to thee in hooli; that Y schulde se thi vertu, and thi glorie.

3 Because better [is] Your kindness than life, My lips praise You.

For thi merci is betere than lyues; my lippis schulen herie thee.

4 So I bless You in my life, I lift up my hands in Your Name.

So Y schal blesse thee in my lijf; and in thi name Y schal reise myn hondis.

5 As [with] milk and fatness is my soul satisfied, And [with] singing lips my mouth praises.

Mi soule be fillid as with inner fatnesse and vttermere fatnesse; and my mouth schal herie with lippis of ful out ioiyng.

6 If I have remembered You on my bed, I meditate on You in the watches.

So Y hadde mynde on thee on my bed, in morewtidis Y shal thenke of thee;

7 For You have been a help to me, And I sing in the shadow of Your wings.

for thou were myn helpere. And in the keueryng of thi wyngis Y schal make `ful out ioye, my soule cleuede after thee;

8 My soul has cleaved after You, Your right hand has taken hold on me.

thi riythond took me vp.

9 And they who seek my soul for desolation, Go into the lower parts of the earth.

Forsothe thei souyten in veyn my lijf, thei schulen entre in to the lower thingis of erthe;

10 They cause him to run on the edge of the sword, They are a portion for foxes.

thei schulen be bitakun in to the hondis of swerd, thei schulen be maad the partis of foxis.

11 And the king rejoices in God, Everyone swearing by Him boasts, But the mouth of those speaking lies is stopped!

But the king schal be glad in God; and alle men schulen be preysid that sweren in hym, for the mouth of hem, that speken wickid thingis, is stoppid.