Isaiah 12

1 And thou schalt seie in that dai, Lord, Y schal knouleche to thee, for thou were wrooth to me; thi strong venieaunce is turned, and thou hast coumfortid me.

Thou shalt say, therefore, in that day, I will praise thee, O Yahweh! Though thou hast been angry with me, Thine anger turneth back. And thou dost comfort me.

2 Lo! God is my sauyour, Y schal do feithfuli, and Y schal not drede. For whi the Lord is my strengthe and my preysyng, and he is maad to me in to helthe.

Lo, GOD is my salvation! I will trust and not dread, —For, my might and melody, is Yah, Yahweh, And he hath become mine, by salvation.

3 Ye schulen drawe watris with ioie of the wellis of the sauyour.

Therefore shall ye draw water, with rejoicing, —out of the fountains of salvation.

4 And ye schulen seie in that dai, Knouleche ye to the Lord, and clepe ye his name in to help; make ye knowun hise fyndyngis among puplis; haue ye mynde, that his name is hiy.

And ye shall say in that day, Praise Yahweh. Call upon his Name, Make known among the peoples, his doings, —Bring to remembrance that, exalted, is his Name!

5 Synge ye to the Lord, for he hath do worschipfuli; telle ye this in al erthe.

Praise in song Yahweh, For a splendid thing, hath he done, —Well known, is this in all the earth.

6 Thou dwellyng of Syon, make ful out ioie, and preise; for whi the hooli of Israel is greet in the myddis of thee.

Make shrill thy voice and sing out thou inhabitress of Zion, —That great in the midst of thee, is the Holy One of Israel.