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 Chief Musician. 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 take counsel in my soul, having sorrow in my heart all the day? how long shall mine enemy be exalted over me?

3 Hou long schal myn enemy be reisid on me?

Consider [and] answer me, O LORD my God: lighten mine 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 mine enemy say, I have prevailed against him; [lest] mine adversaries rejoice when I am moved.

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.

But I have trusted in thy mercy; 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 unto the LORD, because he hath dealt bountifully with me.