Psalms 16
1 `Of the meke and symple, the salm of Dauid. Lord, kepe thou me, for Y haue hopid in thee;
A michtam of David. Keep me, O God, for in you I take refuge.
2 Y seide to the Lord, Thou art my God, for thou hast no nede of my goodis.
I said to the Lord, “You are my Lord, my happiness rests in you alone.
3 To the seyntis that ben in the lond of hym; he made wondurful alle my willis in hem.
Those who are holy in the land, they, they alone, are the noble ones; all my delight is in them.”
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.
Those who choose other gods find endless sorrow. In their offerings of blood I will have no part nor take their name on my lips.
5 The Lord is part of myn eritage, and of my passion; thou art, that schalt restore myn eritage to me.
The Lord is my share and my portion, my fate is in your strong hands.
6 Coordis felden to me in ful clere thingis; for myn eritage is ful cleer to me.
The boundary lines of my life mark out delightful country, my heritage pleases me well.
7 I schal blesse the Lord, that yaf vndurstondyng to me; ferthermore and my reynes blameden me `til to nyyt.
I praise the Lord for his counsel, which so stirs my heart in the night.
8 I purueide euere the Lord in my siyt; for he is on the riythalf to me, that Y be not moued.
I keep the Lord always in mind: with him at my hand, I can never be moved.
9 For this thing myn herte was glad, and my tunge ioyede fulli; ferthermore and my fleisch schal reste in hope.
So my heart is glad, there is joy inside me; and in safety of body I live.
10 For thou schalt not forsake my soule in helle; nether thou schalt yyue thin hooli to se corrupcioun. (Sheol h7585)
For you will not give me up to Sheol nor let any who love you 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.
You will show me the path that leads to life, to that fulness of joy which is in your presence, and the pleasures dispensed by your hand evermore.
