< Psalms 63 >
1 God, you are the God whom I [worship]. I greatly desire to be with you like [SIL] a person in a dry hot desert greatly desires [some cool water].
`The salm of Dauid, `whanne he was in the desert of Judee. God, my God, Y wake to thee ful eerli. Mi soule thirstide to thee; my fleisch thirstide to thee ful many foold.
2 So, I want to see you in your temple; I want to see that you are great and glorious.
In a lond forsakun with out wei, and with out water, so Y apperide to thee in hooli; that Y schulde se thi vertu, and thi glorie.
3 Your constantly loving [me] is (worth more/more precious) than [my] life, so I [MTY] will [always] praise you.
For thi merci is betere than lyues; my lippis schulen herie thee.
4 I will praise you all the time that I live; I will lift up my hands to you while I pray.
So Y schal blesse thee in my lijf; and in thi name Y schal reise myn hondis.
5 [Knowing you satisfies me more than] [IDM, MET] my eating a very big feast, [so] I will praise you while I sing [MTY] joyful songs.
Mi soule be fillid as with inner fatnesse and vttermere fatnesse; and my mouth schal herie with lippis of ful out ioiyng.
6 While I lie on my bed, I think about you. I think/meditate about you all during the night,
So Y hadde mynde on thee on my bed, in morewtidis Y shal thenke of thee;
7 because you have always helped me, and I sing joyfully knowing that I am protected by you [as a little bird is protected] under [its mother’s] wings [MET].
for thou were myn helpere. And in the keueryng of thi wyngis Y schal make `ful out ioye, my soule cleuede after thee;
8 I cling to you; and with your hand/power you protect me.
thi riythond took me vp.
9 But those who are trying to kill me will [die and] descend into the place of the dead;
Forsothe thei souyten in veyn my lijf, thei schulen entre in to the lower thingis of erthe;
10 they will be killed in battles [MTY] and their [corpses] will be eaten by jackals/wild dogs.
thei schulen be bitakun in to the hondis of swerd, thei schulen be maad the partis of foxis.
11 But I, the king [of Israel], will rejoice in what God has done; and all those who revere and trust God will praise him, but he will not allow liars to say anything.
But the king schal be glad in God; and alle men schulen be preysid that sweren in hym, for the mouth of hem, that speken wickid thingis, is stoppid.