Psalms 14

1 To the victorie of Dauid. The vnwise man seide in his herte, God is not. Thei ben corrupt, and ben maad abhomynable in her studies; noon is that doith good, noon is til to oon.

ME pweipwei o kin indinda nan monion i: Jota Kot. Jota katepa’rail, o arail tiak meid jued; jota amen mia, me kin wia me mau.

2 The Lord bihelde fro heuene on the sones of men; that he se, if ony is vndurstondynge, ethir sekynge God.

Ieowa kin ireron aramaj akan jan nanlan, pwen majani, ma amen mia, me lolekon o rapaki Kot.

3 Alle bowiden awei, togidere thei ben maad vnprofitable; noon is that doth good, noon is `til to oon. The throte of hem is an open sepulcre, thei diden gilefuli with her tungis; the venym of snakis is vndur her lippis. Whos mouth is ful of cursyng and bittirnesse; her feet ben swift to schede out blood. Sorewe and cursidnesse is in the weies of hem, and thei knewen not the weie of pees; the drede of God is not bifor her iyen.

A ir karoj juedelar o karoj jota kon on, jota me kin wiada me mau, jota amen.

4 Whether alle men that worchen wickidnesse schulen not knowe; that deuowren my puple, as mete of breed?

Irail karoj me kin wiada mejued, jota ar lolekon, o me kin kawela nai aramaj akan, lao medi kila, a re jota kin likwir on Ieowa?

5 Thei clepeden not the Lord; thei trembliden there for dreed, where was no drede;

I waja re kin majak, pwe Kot kotikot ren kadaudok en me pun kan.

6 for the Lord is in a riytful generacioun. Thou hast schent the counsel of a pore man; for the Lord is his hope.

Komail kin kawela inon en me luet; aki Ieowa, me a kin kaporoporeki.

7 Who schal yyue fro Syon helthe to Israel? Whanne the Lord hath turned awei the caitifte of his puple; Jacob schal `fulli be ioiful, and Israel schal be glad.

O i men, jauaj pan Ijrael en kodo jan nan Jion, o Ieowa en kotin lapwada japwilim a jalidi kan! I me Iakop pan injenemauki o Ijrael pan pereperenki.