Psalms 52
1 To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of Instruction, of David. When Doeg the Edomite went, and told Saul; and said to him, —David, hath entered the house of Ahimelech. Why dost thou boast thyself of wickedness, O mighty man? The lovingkindness of GOD, [lasteth] all the day.
To victorie, the salm of Dauid, `whanne Doech Idumei cam, and telde to Saul, and seide to him, Dauid cam in to the hows of Abymelech. What hast thou glorie in malice; which art miyti in wickidnesse?
2 Engulfing ruin, doth thy tongue devise, Like a whetted razor, working deceit;
Al dai thi tunge thouyte vnriytfulnesse; as a scharp rasour thou hast do gile.
3 Thou lovest Evil more than good, Falsehood, more than speaking righteousness. (Selah)
Thou louedist malice more than benygnite; `thou louedist wickidnesse more than to speke equite.
4 Thou lovest all devouring words, O deceitful tongue!
Thou louedist alle wordis of casting doun; with a gileful tunge.
5 GOD also, will break thee down utterly, He will snatch thee up and tear thee away tentless, And uproot thee, out of the land of the living. (Selah)
Therfor God schal distrie thee in to the ende, he schal drawe thee out bi the roote, and he schal make thee to passe awei fro thi tabernacle; and thi roote fro the lond of lyuynge men.
6 The righteous shall both see and fear, And, over him, shall laugh:
Iust men schulen se, and schulen drede; and thei schulen leiye on hym, and thei schulen seie, Lo!
7 Lo! the man who made not God his refuge, —But trusted in the abundance of his riches, Emboldened himself in his wealth!
the man that settide not God his helpere. But he hopide in the multitude of his richessis; and hadde maistrie in his vanite.
8 But, I, am like a flourishing olive-tree, in the house of God, I have put confidence in the lovingkindness of God, for times age-abiding and beyond.
Forsothe Y, as a fruytful olyue tre in the hous of God; hopide in the merci of God with outen ende, and in to the world of world.
9 I will praise thee to times age-abiding, Because thou didst effectually work, —And I will wait on thy Name, Because it is good, In the presence of thy men of lovingkindness.
Y schal knowleche to thee in to the world, for thou hast do mercy to me; and Y schal abide thi name, for it is good in the siyt of thi seyntis.
