Psalms 108

1 The song of `the salm of Dauid. Min herte is redi, God, myn herte is redi; Y schal singe, and Y schal seie salm in my glorie.

A song. A Psalm of David. My heart is steadfast, O God; I will sing and make music with all my being.

2 My glorie, ryse thou vp, sautrie and harp, rise thou vp; Y schal rise vp eerli.

Awake, O harp and lyre! I will awaken the dawn.

3 Lord, Y schal knouleche to thee among puplis; and Y schal seie salm to thee among naciouns.

I will praise You, O LORD, among the nations; I will sing Your praises among the peoples.

4 For whi, God, thi merci is greet on heuenes; and thi treuthe is til to the cloudis.

For Your loving devotion extends beyond the heavens, and Your faithfulness reaches to the clouds.

5 God, be thou enhaunsid aboue heuenes; and thi glorie ouer al erthe.

Be exalted, O God, above the heavens; may Your glory cover all the earth.

6 That thi derlingis be delyuerid, make thou saaf with thi riythond, and here me; God spak in his hooli.

Respond and save us with Your right hand, that Your beloved may be delivered.

7 I schal make ful out ioye, and Y schal departe Siccimam; and Y schal mete the grete valei of tabernaclis.

God has spoken from His sanctuary: “I will triumph! I will parcel out Shechem and apportion the Valley of Succoth.

8 Galaad is myn, and Manasses is myn; and Effraym is the vptaking of myn heed. Juda is my king; Moab is the caudron of myn hope.

Gilead is Mine, and Manasseh is Mine; Ephraim is My helmet, Judah is My scepter.

9 In to Ydume Y schal stretche forth my scho; aliens ben maad frendis to me.

Moab is My washbasin; upon Edom I toss My sandal; over Philistia I shout in triumph.”

10 Who schal lede me forth in to a stronge citee; who schal lede me forth til in to Idume?

Who will bring me to the fortified city? Who will lead me to Edom?

11 Whether not thou, God, that hast put vs awei; and, God, schalt thou not go out in oure vertues?

Have You not rejected us, O God? Will You no longer march out, O God, with our armies?

12 Yyue thou help to vs of tribulacioun; for the heelthe of man is veyn.

Give us aid against the enemy, for the help of man is worthless.

13 We schulen make vertu in God; and he schal bringe oure enemyes to nouyt.

With God we will perform with valor, and He will trample our enemies.