Psalms 138

1 `To Dauith him silf. Lord, Y schal knouleche to thee in al myn herte; for thou herdist the wordis of my mouth. Mi God, Y schal singe to thee in the siyt of aungels;

By David. I will give you thanks with my whole heart. Before the gods, I will sing praises to you.

2 Y schal worschipe to thin hooli temple, and Y schal knouleche to thi name. On thi merci and thi treuthe; for thou hast magnefied thin hooli name aboue al thing.

I will bow down toward your holy temple, and give thanks to your Name for your loving kindness and for your truth; for you have exalted your Name and your Word above all.

3 In what euere dai Y schal inwardli clepe thee, here thou me; thou schalt multipli vertu in my soule.

In the day that I called, you answered me. You encouraged me with strength in my soul.

4 Lord, alle the kingis of erthe knouleche to thee; for thei herden alle the wordis of thi mouth.

All the kings of the earth will give you thanks, LORD, for they have heard the words of your mouth.

5 And singe thei in the weies of the Lord; for the glorie of the Lord is greet.

Yes, they will sing of the ways of the LORD, for the LORD’s glory is great!

6 For the Lord is hiy, and biholdith meke thingis; and knowith afer hiy thingis.

For though the LORD is high, yet he looks after the lowly; but he knows the proud from afar.

7 If Y schal go in the myddil of tribulacioun, thou schalt quikene me; and thou stretchidist forth thin hond on the ire of myn enemyes, and thi riyt hond made me saaf.

Though I walk in the middle of trouble, you will revive me. You will stretch out your hand against the wrath of my enemies. Your right hand will save me.

8 The Lord schal yelde for me, Lord, thi merci is with outen ende; dispise thou not the werkis of thin hondis.

The LORD will fulfill that which concerns me. Your loving kindness, LORD, endures forever. Do not forsake the works of your own hands.