Psalms 141
1 `The salm `of Dauith. Lord, Y criede to thee, here thou me; yyue thou tent to my vois, whanne Y schal crye to thee.
Hina Gode! Na Dima wele sia: sa! Wahadafa, na fidima! Na Dima wele sia: sea, Dia nabima!
2 Mi preier be dressid as encense in thi siyt; the reisyng of myn hondis be as the euentid sacrifice.
Na sia: ne gadosu amo gabusiga: gobele salasu defele, Dia lama. Na lobo gaguia gadobeba: le, Dia amo hou daeya gobele salasu defele ba: ma.
3 Lord, sette thou a keping to my mouth; and a dore of stonding aboute to my lippis.
Hina Gode! Na lafi noga: le sosodo aligima! Na lafi logoga, sosodo aligisu dunu asunasima!
4 Bowe thou not myn herte in to wordis of malice; to excuse excusingis in synne. With men worchinge wickidnesse; and Y schal not comyne with the chosun men of hem.
Na da wadela: i hou hanasa: besa: le, Di fidima. Amola na da wadela: i hamosu dunuma mae gilisima: ne, amola ilia lolo nasu amoga mae masa: ne, Di fidima.
5 A iust man schal repreue me in mersi, and schal blame me; but the oile of a synner make not fat myn heed. For whi and yit my preier is in the wel plesaunt thingis of hem;
Dunu noga: idafa da nama asigiba: le, dawa: ma: ne se iasu amola gagabosu nama imunu da defea. Be wadela: i hamosu dunu ilia nama nodosu, amo na da hame lale salimu. Bai na da eso huluane ilia wadela: i hou fisima: ne sia: ne gadolala.
6 for the domesmen of hem ioyned to the stoon weren sopun vp. Here thei my wordis,
Ilia ouligisu dunu da igi gafulua bogoma: ne fulisali ba: sea, dunu eno da na sia: i liligi da dafawane galebeyale dawa: le sia: mu.
7 for tho weren myyti. As fatnesse is brokun out on the erthe; oure bonys ben scatered niy helle. Lord, Lord, (Sheol h7585)
Lalu ifa da gaga: ne habele dudunumiai ba: mu. Amo defele, amo dunu ilia gasa da bogoi ulidogoi bega: afagogoi ba: mu. (Sheol h7585)
8 for myn iyen ben to thee, Y hopide in thee; take thou not awei my soule.
Be Ouligisudafa Hina Gode! Na Dima dafawaneyale dawa: lala. Na da Dia gaga: su hou hogosa. Amola na mae bogoma: ne, Di gaga: ma.
9 Kepe thou me fro the snare which thei ordeyneden to me; and fro the sclaundris of hem that worchen wickidnesse. Synneris schulen falle in the nett therof;
Wadela: i hamosu dunu, ilia da na sa: ima: ne sani dilisisa. Dia na gaga: ma!
10 Y am aloone til Y passe.
Wadela: i hamosu dunu ilila: sani amoga ilila: sa: imu da defea. Amola na da hahawane masa: ne, Di fidima!
