Psalms 101

1 `The salm of Dauid. Lord, Y schal synge to thee; merci and doom.

Psalm Davidov: Milost in pravico bodem pel, tebi, o Gospod, prepeval.

2 I schal synge, and Y schal vndurstonde in a weie with out wem; whanne thou schalt come to me. I yede perfitli in the innocence of myn herte; in the myddil of myn hous.

Zapazil bodem na poštenem potu, ko prideš k meni; neprestano bodem hodil v poštenosti svojega srca v hiši svoji.

3 I settide not forth bifore myn iyen an vniust thing; Y hatide hem that maden trespassyngis.

Stavil si ne bodem pred óči stvari pregrešne; delo njih sovražim, ki zavijajo v stran, držalo se me ne bode.

4 A schrewide herte cleuede not to me; Y knewe not a wickid man bowynge awei fro me.

Izprijeno srce bode daleč od mene; hudega ne bodem poznal.

5 I pursuede hym; that bacbitide priueli his neiybore. With the proude iye and an herte vnable to be fillid; Y eet not with this.

Njega, ki pred menoj skrivno obrekuje bližnjega svojega, bodem iztrebil; človeka s prevzetnim očesom, srcem napihnenim ne bodem mogel trpeti.

6 Myn iyen weren to the feithful men of erthe, that thei sitte with me; he that yede in a weie with out wem, mynystride to me.

Oči moje bodo se vpirale na resnične v deželi, da naj sedajo z menoj; kdor hodi po poštenem potu, on bode mi stregel.

7 He that doith pride, schal not dwelle in the myddil of myn hous; he that spekith wickid thingis, seruede not in the siyt of myn iyen.

Stanoval ne bode v moji hiši, kdor dela zvijačo; kdor govori laž, ne bode obstal pred mojimi očmi.

8 In the morutid Y killide alle the synners of erthe; that Y schulde leese fro the citee of the Lord alle men worchynge wickidnesse.

Vsako jutro bodem iztrebil vse krivične iz dežele, da potrebim iz mesta Gospodovega vse, ki delajo krivico.