Psalms 16
1 A Precious Psalm of David. Preserve me, O GOD, for I have sought refuge in thee.
`Of the meke and symple, the salm of Dauid. Lord, kepe thou me, for Y haue hopid in thee;
2 Thou hast said unto Yahweh, My Lord, art thou! My goodness, mounteth not unto thee.
Y seide to the Lord, Thou art my God, for thou hast no nede of my goodis.
3 It belongeth unto the holy ones, whom, in his own land, Yahweh, ennobleth, In whom is all his delight
To the seyntis that ben in the lond of hym; he made wondurful alle my willis in hem.
4 They multiply their idols—another, have they purchased! I will not pour out their drink-offerings of blood, nor will I take up their names on my lips.
The sikenessis of hem ben multiplied; aftirward thei hastiden. I schal not gadire togidere the conuenticulis, `ethir litle couentis, of hem of bloodis; and Y schal not be myndeful of her names bi my lippis.
5 Yahweh, is mine allotted portion and my cup, Thou, art maintaining my lot.
The Lord is part of myn eritage, and of my passion; thou art, that schalt restore myn eritage to me.
6 The lines, have fallen unto me, in pleasant places, Verily an inheritance that delighteth me.
Coordis felden to me in ful clere thingis; for myn eritage is ful cleer to me.
7 I will bless Yahweh, who hath counselled me, —Surely, by night, shall mine impulses admonish me.
I schal blesse the Lord, that yaf vndurstondyng to me; ferthermore and my reynes blameden me `til to nyyt.
8 I have set Yahweh before me continually, because he is on my right hand, I shall not be shaken!
I purueide euere the Lord in my siyt; for he is on the riythalf to me, that Y be not moued.
9 Therefore, hath my heart rejoiced, and mine honour exulted, Yea, my flesh, shall settle down securely;
For this thing myn herte was glad, and my tunge ioyede fulli; ferthermore and my fleisch schal reste in hope.
10 For thou wilt not abandon my soul to hades, neither wilt thou suffer thy man of lovingkindness, to see corruption: (Sheol h7585)
For thou schalt not forsake my soule in helle; nether thou schalt yyue thin hooli to se corrupcioun. (Sheol h7585)
11 Thou wilt cause me to know, the path of life, —Fulness of joys before thee, Pleasures at thy right hand evermore.
Thou hast maad knowun to me the weies of lijf; thou schalt fille me of gladnesse with thi cheer; delityngis ben in thi riythalf `til in to the ende.
