Psalms 16
1 `Of the meke and symple, the salm of Dauid. Lord, kepe thou me, for Y haue hopid in thee;
“A psalm off David.” Preserve me, O God! for to thee do I look for help.
2 Y seide to the Lord, Thou art my God, for thou hast no nede of my goodis.
I have said to Jehovah, Thou art my Lord; I have no happiness beyond thee!
3 To the seyntis that ben in the lond of hym; he made wondurful alle my willis in hem.
The holy that are in the land, and the excellent, —in them is all my delight.
4 The sikenessis of hem ben multiplied; aftirward thei hastiden. I schal not gadire togidere the conuenticulis, `ethir litle couentis, of hem of bloodis; and Y schal not be myndeful of her names bi my lippis.
They who hasten after other gods shall have multiplied sorrows; Their drink-offerings of blood I will not offer, Nor will I take their names upon my lips.
5 The Lord is part of myn eritage, and of my passion; thou art, that schalt restore myn eritage to me.
Jehovah is my portion and my cup; Thou wilt maintain my lot!
6 Coordis felden to me in ful clere thingis; for myn eritage is ful cleer to me.
My portion hath fallen to me in pleasant places; Yea, I have a goodly inheritance.
7 I schal blesse the Lord, that yaf vndurstondyng to me; ferthermore and my reynes blameden me `til to nyyt.
I will bless the LORD, who careth for me; Yea, in the night my heart admonisheth me.
8 I purueide euere the Lord in my siyt; for he is on the riythalf to me, that Y be not moued.
I set the LORD before me at all times; Since he is at my right hand, I shall not fall.
9 For this thing myn herte was glad, and my tunge ioyede fulli; ferthermore and my fleisch schal reste in hope.
Therefore my heart is glad, and my spirit rejoiceth; Yea, my flesh dwelleth in security.
10 For thou schalt not forsake my soule in helle; nether thou schalt yyue thin hooli to se corrupcioun. (Sheol h7585)
For thou wilt not give me up to the underworld; Nor wilt thou suffer thy holy one to see the pit. (Sheol h7585)
11 Thou hast maad knowun to me the weies of lijf; thou schalt fille me of gladnesse with thi cheer; delityngis ben in thi riythalf `til in to the ende.
Thou wilt show me the path of life; In thy presence is fulness of joy; At thy right hand are pleasures for evermore.
