Psalms 10
1 Lord, whi hast thou go fer awei? thou dispisist `in couenable tymes in tribulacioun.
Why standest thou afar off, O LORD? Why hidest thou thyself in times of trouble?
2 While the wickid is proud, the pore man is brent; thei ben taken in the counsels, bi whiche thei thenken.
Through the haughtiness of the wicked the poor are in distress; They are caught in the wiles which are contrived for them.
3 Forwhi the synnere is preisid in the desiris of his soule; and the wickid is blessid.
The wicked boasteth of his heart's desire; The rapacious renounceth and contemneth Jehovah.
4 The synnere `wraththide the Lord; vp the multitude of his ire he schal not seke.
The wicked [[saith]] in his haughtiness, “He careth not!” All his thoughts are, “There is no God.”
5 God is not in his siyt; hise weies ben defoulid in al tyme. God, thi domes ben takun awei fro his face; he schal be lord of alle hise enemyes.
His course is always prosperous; Far in the heights are thy judgments from him; As for all his enemies, he puffeth at them.
6 For he seide in his herte, Y schal not be moued, fro generacioun in to generacioun without yuel.
He saith in his heart, “I shall never fall; I shall never be in adversity.”
7 `Whos mouth is ful of cursyng, and of bitternesse, and of gyle; trauel and sorewe is vndur his tunge.
His mouth is full of perjury, deceit, and oppression; Mischief and injustice are upon his tongue.
8 He sittith in aspies with ryche men in priuytees; to sle the innocent man.
He sitteth in the lurking-places of the villages; In secret places doth he murder the innocent; His eyes are secretly fixed upon the poor.
9 Hise iyen biholden on a pore man; he settith aspies in hid place, as a lioun in his denne. He settith aspies, for to rauysche a pore man; for to rauysche a pore man, while he drawith the pore man.
He secretly lieth in wait, like a lion in a thicket; He lieth in wait to seize upon the helpless; He catcheth the poor, drawing him into his net.
10 In his snare he schal make meke the pore man; he schal bowe hym silf, and schal falle doun, whanne he hath be lord of pore men.
He croucheth, and lowereth himself, And the wretched fall into his paws.
11 For he seide in his herte, God hath foryete; he hath turned awei his face, that he se not in to the ende.
He saith in his heart, “God doth forget; He hideth his face; he doth never see it.”
12 Lord God, rise thou vp, and thin hond be enhaunsid; foryete thou not pore men.
Arise, O LORD! O God, lift up thine hand: Forget not the distressed!
13 For what thing terride the wickid man God to wraththe? for he seide in his herte, God schal not seke.
Wherefore doth the wicked contemn God, And say in his heart, “He careth not for it”?
14 Thou seest, for thou biholdist trauel and sorewe; that thou take hem in to thin hondis. The pore man is left to thee; thou schalt be an helpere to the fadirles and modirles.
Thou dost see it; yea, thou beholdest malice and oppression, And markest it upon thy hand! The poor committeth himself to thee; Thou art the helper of the fatherless.
15 Al to-breke thou the arme of the synnere, and yuel willid; his synne schal be souyt, and it schal not be foundun.
Break thou the arm of the unjust and wicked man; Seek out his wickedness, till thou canst find none!
16 The Lord schal regne with outen ende, and in to the world of world; folkis, ye schulen perische fro the lond of hym.
Jehovah is king for ever and ever; The gentiles shall perish out of his land.
17 The Lord hath herd the desir of pore men; thin eere hath herd the makyng redi of her herte.
Thou, O LORD! wilt hear the desires of the distressed; Thou wilt strengthen their hearts; Thou wilt lend a listening ear!
18 To deme for the modirles `and meke; that a man `leie to no more to `magnyfie hym silf on erthe.
Thou wilt maintain the cause of the fatherless and the oppressed, That henceforth none may be driven from the land.
