Psalms 13

1 For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David. How long, Yahweh? Will you forget me forever? How long will you hide your face from me?

To the victorie of Dauid. Lord, hou long foryetist thou me in to the ende? hou long turnest thou awei thi face fro me?

2 How long shall I take counsel in my soul, having sorrow in my heart every day? How long shall my enemy triumph over me?

Hou long schal Y sette counsels in my soule; sorewe in my herte bi dai?

3 Behold, and answer me, Yahweh, my God. Give light to my eyes, lest I sleep in death;

Hou long schal myn enemy be reisid on me?

4 lest my enemy say, “I have prevailed against him;” lest my adversaries rejoice when I fall.

My Lord God, biholde thou, and here thou me. Liytne thou myn iyen, lest ony tyme Y slepe in deth;

5 But I trust in your loving kindness. My heart rejoices in your salvation.

lest ony tyme myn enemye seie, Y hadde the maistri ayens hym. Thei, that troblen me, schulen haue ioie, if Y schal be stirid; forsothe Y hopide in thi merci.

6 I will sing to Yahweh, because he has been good to me.

Myn herte schal fulli haue ioie in thin helthe; Y schal synge to the Lord, that yyueth goodis to me, and Y schal seie salm to the name of the hiyeste Lord.