Psalms 142

1 The lernyng of Dauid; `his preier, `whanne he was in the denne. With my vois Y criede to the Lord; with my vois Y preiede hertli to the Lord.

The understanding of David. A prayer, when he was in the cave. With my voice, I cried out to the Lord. With my voice, I made supplication to the Lord.

2 I schede out my preier in his siyt; and Y pronounce my tribulacioun bifor him.

In his sight, I pour out my prayer, and before him, I declare my tribulation.

3 While my spirit failith of me; and thou hast knowe my pathis. In this weie in which Y yede; proude men hidden a snare to me.

Though my spirit may become faint within me, even then, you have known my paths. Along this way, which I have been walking, they have hidden a snare for me.

4 I bihelde to the riyt side, and Y siy; and noon was that knew me. Fliyt perischide fro me; and noon is that sekith my soule.

I considered toward the right, and I looked, but there was no one who would know me. Flight has perished before me, and there is no one who has concern for my soul.

5 Lord, Y criede to thee, Y seide, Thou art myn hope; my part in the lond of lyueris.

I cried out to you, O Lord. I said: You are my hope, my portion in the land of the living.

6 Yyue thou tent to my biseching; for Y am maad low ful greetli. Delyuere thou me fro hem that pursuen me; for thei ben coumfortid on me.

Attend to my supplication. For I have been humbled exceedingly. Free me from my persecutors, for they have been fortified against me.

7 Lede my soule out of keping to knouleche to thi name; iust men abiden me, til thou yelde to me.

Lead my soul out of confinement in order to confess your name. The just are waiting for me, until you repay me.