Psalms 40

1 For the chief musician. A psalm of David. I waited patiently for Yahweh; he listened to me and heard my cry.

For victorie, the song of Dauid. Y abidynge abood the Lord; and he yaf tent to me.

2 He brought me up out of a horrible pit, out of the miry clay, and he set my feet on a rock and made my steps secure.

And he herde my preieris; and he ledde out me fro the lake of wretchidnesse, and fro the filthe of draft. And he ordeynede my feet on a stoon; and he dresside my goyngis.

3 He has put a new song in my mouth, praise to our God. Many will see it and honor him and will trust in Yahweh.

And he sente in to my mouth a newe song; a song to oure God. Many men schulen se, and schulen drede; and schulen haue hope in the Lord.

4 Blessed is the man who makes Yahweh his trust and does not honor the proud or those who turn away from him to lies.

Blessid is the man, of whom the name of the Lord is his hope; and he bihelde not in to vanitees, and in to false woodnesses.

5 Many, Yahweh my God, are the wonderful deeds that you have done, and your thoughts which are about us cannot be numbered; if I declared and spoke of them, they would be more than could be counted.

Mi Lord God, thou hast maad thi merueils manye; and in thi thouytis noon is, that is lijk thee. I teld, and Y spak; and thei ben multiplied aboue noumbre.

6 You have no delight in sacrifice or offering, but you have opened my ears; you have not required burnt offerings or sin offerings.

Thou noldist sacrifice and offryng; but thou madist perfitli eeris to me. Thou axidist not brent sacrifice, and sacrifice for synne;

7 Then said I, “See, I have come; it is written about me in the scroll of the document.

thanne Y seide, Lo! Y come. In the heed of the book it is writun of me,

8 I delight to do your will, my God; your laws are in my heart.”

that Y schulde do thi wille; my God, Y wolde; and thi lawe in the myddis of myn herte.

9 I have proclaimed good news of your righteousness in the great assembly; Yahweh, you know that my lips have not kept back from doing this.

I telde thi riytfulnesse in a greet chirche; lo! Y schal not refreine my lippis, Lord, thou wistist.

10 I have not concealed your righteousness in my heart; I have declared your faithfulness and your salvation; I have not concealed your covenant faithfulness or your trustworthiness from the great assembly.

I hidde not thi riytfulnesse in myn herte; Y seide thi treuthe and thin helthe. I hidde not thi mercy and thi treuthe; fro a myche counsel.

11 Do not keep back your acts of mercy from me, Yahweh; let your covenant faithfulness and your trustworthiness always preserve me.

But thou, Lord, make not fer thi merciful doyngis fro me; thi mercy and treuthe euere token me vp.

12 Troubles that cannot be numbered surround me; my iniquities have caught up with me so that I am no longer able to see anything; they are more than the hairs on my head, and my heart has failed me.

For whi yuels, of whiche is no noumbre, cumpassiden me; my wickidnessis token me, and y myyte not, that Y schulde se. Tho ben multiplied aboue the heeris of myn heed; and myn herte forsook me.

13 Be pleased, Yahweh, to rescue me; hurry to help me, Yahweh.

Lord, plese it to thee, that thou delyuere me; Lord, biholde thou to helpe me.

14 Let them be ashamed and completely disappointed who pursue my life to take it away. Let them be turned back and brought to dishonor, those who delight in hurting me.

Be thei schent, and aschamed togidere; that seken my lijf, to take awei it. Be thei turned abac, and be thei schamed; that wolen yuels to me.

15 Let them be shocked because of their shame, those who say to me, “Aha, aha!”

Bere thei her confusioun anoon; that seien to me, Wel! wel! `that is, in scorn.

16 But may all those who seek you rejoice and be glad in you; let everyone who loves your salvation say continually, “May Yahweh be praised.”

Alle men that seken thee, be fulli ioyful, and be glad on thee; and seie thei, that louen thin helthe, The Lord be magnyfied euere.

17 I am poor and needy; yet the Lord thinks about me. You are my help and you come to my rescue; do not delay, my God.

Forsothe Y am a beggere and pore; the Lord is bisi of me. Thou arte myn helpere and my defendere; my God, tarie thou not.