Psalms 144
1 Of David - [be] blessed Yahweh - rock my who trains hands my for war fingers my for battle.
`A salm. Blessid be my Lord God, that techith myn hondis to werre; and my fyngris to batel.
2 Covenant loyalty my and stronghold my refuge my and deliverer my to me shield my and in him I take refuge the [one who] subdues people my under me.
Mi merci, and my refuyt; my takere vp, and my delyuerer. Mi defender, and Y hopide in him; and thou makist suget my puple vnder me.
3 O Yahweh what? [is] humankind and you have considered him a child of humankind and you have regarded him.
Lord, what is a man, for thou hast maad knowun to him; ether the sone of man, for thou arettist him of sum valu?
4 Humankind to breath he is like days his [are] like a shadow passing.
A man is maad lijk vanyte; hise daies passen as schadow.
5 O Yahweh bend down heavens your so you may come down touch the mountains so they may smoke.
Lord, bowe doun thin heuenes, and come thou doun; touche thou hillis, and thei schulen make smoke.
6 Flash lightning and you will scatter them send arrows your and you will rout them.
Leite thou schynyng, and thou schalt scatere hem; sende thou out thin arowis, and thou schalt disturble hem.
7 Stretch out hands your from a high place set free me and deliver me from waters many from [the] hand of sons of foreignness.
Sende out thin hond fro an hiy, rauysche thou me out, and delyuere thou me fro many watris; and fro the hond of alien sones.
8 Who mouth their it speaks falsehood and right [hand] their [is] a right [hand] of deception.
The mouth of which spak vanite; and the riythond of hem is the riyt hond of wickidnesse.
9 O God a song new I will sing to you with a lyre of ten I will make music to you.
God, Y schal synge to thee a new song; I schal seie salm to thee in a sautre of ten stringis.
10 Who gives deliverance to kings who sets free David servant his from a sword evil.
Which yyuest heelthe to kingis; which ayen bouytist Dauid, thi seruaunt, fro the wickid swerd rauische thou out me.
11 Set free me and deliver me from [the] hand of sons of foreignness who mouth their it speaks falsehood and right [hand] their [is] a right [hand] of deception.
And delyuere thou me fro `the hond of alien sones; the mouth of whiche spak vanyte, and the riythond of hem is the riyt hond of wickidnesse.
12 Who sons our - [will be] like plants full grown in youth their daughters our [will be] like corners carved [the] structure of a palace.
Whose sones ben; as new plauntingis in her yongthe. The douytris of hem ben arayed; ourned about as the licnesse of the temple.
13 Granaries our [will be] full providing from kind to kind flocks our [will be] producing thousands producing ten thousands in open places our.
The selers of hem ben fulle; bringinge out fro this vessel in to that. The scheep of hem ben with lambre, plenteuouse in her goingis out;
14 Cattle[s] our [will be] loaded there not [will be] a breach and there not [will be] abortion and there not [will be] an outcry in open places our.
her kien ben fatte. `No falling of wal is, nether passing ouere; nether cry is in the stretis of hem.
15 How blessed! [is] the people that thus for it how blessed! [is] the people that Yahweh [is] God its.
Thei seiden, `The puple is blessid, that hath these thingis; blessid is the puple, whos Lord is the God of it.
