Psalms 13

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

“For the leader of the music. A psalm of David.” How long, O LORD! wilt thou forget me for ever? How long wilt thou hide thy face from me?

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

How long shall I have anxiety in my soul for ever, And sorrow in my heart all the day? How long shall my enemy be exalted over me?

3 Hou long schal myn enemy be reisid on me?

Look down and hear me, O LORD, my God! Enlighten my eyes, lest I sleep the sleep of death;

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

Lest my enemy say, “I have prevailed against him!” Lest my adversaries rejoice, when I am fallen.

5 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.

Yet will I trust in thy goodness; My heart shall rejoice in thy salvation;

6 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.

I will sing to the LORD, that he hath dealt kindly with me.