Psalms 65
1 “For the leader of the music. A psalm of David.” To thee belongeth trust, to thee praise, O God in Zion! And to thee shall the vow be performed!
`To victorie, `the salm of the song of Dauid. God, heriyng bicometh thee in Syon; and a vow schal be yolden to thee in Jerusalem.
2 O Thou that hearest prayer! To thee shall all flesh come!
Here thou my preier; ech man schal come to thee.
3 My iniquities are heavy upon me; But thou wilt forgive our transgressions!
The wordis of wickid men hadden the maistrye ouer vs; and thou schalt do merci to oure wickidnessis.
4 Happy is he whom thou choosest, And bringest near thee to dwell in thy courts! May we be satisfied with the blessings of thy house, Thy holy temple!
Blessid is he, whom thou hast chose, and hast take; he schal dwelle in thin hallis. We schulen be fillid with the goodis of thin hous;
5 By wonderful deeds dost thou answer us in thy goodness, O God, our salvation! Who art the confidence of all the ends of the earth, And of the most distant seas!
thi temple is hooli, wondurful in equite. God, oure heelthe, here thou vs; thou art hope of alle coostis of erthe, and in the see afer.
6 Thou makest fast the mountains by thy power, Being girded with strength!
And thou makest redi hillis in thi vertu, and art gird with power;
7 Thou stillest the roar of the sea, The roar of its waves, And the tumult of the nations.
which disturblist the depthe of the see, the soun of the wawis therof.
8 They who dwell in the ends of the earth are awed by thy signs; Thou makest the outgoings of the morning and of the evening to rejoice!
Folkis schulen be disturblid, and thei that dwellen in the endis schulen drede of thi signes; thou schalt delite the outgoingis of the morewtid and euentid.
9 Thou visitest the earth and waterest it; Thou enrichest it exceedingly; The river of God is full of water. Thou suppliest the earth with corn, When thou hast thus prepared it.
Thou hast visitid the lond, and hast greetli fillid it; thou hast multiplied to make it riche. The flood of God was fillid with watris; thou madist redi the mete of hem, for the makyng redi therof is so.
10 Thou waterest its furrows, And breakest down its ridges; Thou makest it soft with showers, And blessest its increase.
Thou fillynge greetli the stremes therof, multiplie the fruytis therof; the lond bringinge forth fruytis schal be glad in goteris of it.
11 Thou crownest the year with thy goodness; Thy footsteps drop fruitfulness;
Thou schalt blesse the coroun of the yeer of thi good wille; and thi feeldis schulen be fillid with plentee of fruytis.
12 They drop it upon the pastures of the wilderness, And the hills are girded with gladness.
The feire thingis of desert schulen wexe fatte; and litle hillis schulen be cumpassid with ful out ioiyng.
13 The pastures are clothed with flocks, And the valleys are covered with corn; They shout, yea, they sing for joy.
The wetheris of scheep ben clothid, and valeis schulen be plenteuouse of wheete; thei schulen crye, and sotheli thei schulen seye salm.
