Psalms 43

1 Vindicate me, God, and plead my cause against a faithless nation. Oh, deliver me from the deceitful and unjust man.

God, deme thou me, and departe thou my cause fro a folc not hooli; delyuere thou me fro a wickid man, and gileful.

2 For you, God, are my strength. Why have you rejected me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

For thou art God, my strengthe; whi hast thou put me abac, and whi go Y soreuful, while the enemy turmentith me?

3 Oh, send out your light and your truth. Let them lead me. Let them bring me to your holy mountain, To your tents.

Sende out thi liyt, and thi treuthe; tho ledden me forth, and brouyten in to thin hooli hil, and in to thi tabernaclis.

4 Then I will go to the altar of God, to God, my exceeding joy. I will praise you on the harp, God, my God.

And Y schal entre to the auter of God; to God, that gladith my yongthe. God, my God, Y schal knowleche to thee in an harpe; my soule,

5 Why are you in despair, my soul? Why are you disturbed within me? Hope in God. For I will again give him thanks, my saving presence and my God.

whi art thou sory, and whi troblist thou me? Hope thou in God, for yit Y schal knouleche to hym; he is the helthe of my cheer, and my God.