Psalms 149

1 Praise ye Yah, Sing to Yahweh a song that is new, his praise in the convocation of the men of lovingkindness.

Alleluya. Synge ye to the Lord a newe song; hise heriyng be in the chirche of seyntis.

2 Let Israel rejoice in him that made him, Let the sons of Zion exult in their king;

Israel be glad in hym that made hym; and the douytris of Syon make ful out ioye in her king.

3 Let them praise his Name in the dance, with timbrel and lyre, Let them make music to him.

Herie thei his name in a queer; seie thei salm to hym in a tympan, and sautre.

4 For Yahweh is taking pleasure in his people, He will beautify humbled ones with victory.

For the Lord is wel plesid in his puple; and he hath reisid mylde men in to heelthe.

5 Let the men of lovingkindness exult as they glory, Let them shout aloud upon their beds:

Seyntis schulen make ful out ioye in glorie; thei schulen be glad in her beddis.

6 The high songs of GOD be in their throat, and a two-edged sword in their hand:

The ful out ioiyngis of God in the throte of hem; and swerdis scharp on `ech side in the hondis of hem.

7 To execute an avenging among the nations, rebukes among the peoples:

To do veniaunce in naciouns; blamyngis in puplis.

8 To bind their kings with fetters, and their honoured ones with iron bands:

To bynde the kyngis of hem in stockis; and the noble men of hem in yrun manaclis.

9 To execute upon them the sentence written, An honour, shall it be to all his men of lovingkindness. Praise ye Yah!

That thei make in hem doom writun; this is glorye to alle hise seyntis.