Psalms 17
1 The preier of Dauid. Lord, here thou my riytfulnesse; biholde thou my preier. Perseuye thou with eeris my preier; not maad in gileful lippis.
“A psalm of David.” Hear the righteous cause, O LORD! Attend to my cry; Give ear to my prayer from lips without deceit!
2 Mi doom come `forth of thi cheer; thin iyen se equite.
May my sentence come forth from thy presence; May thine eyes behold uprightness!
3 Thou hast preued myn herte, and hast visitid in niyt; thou hast examynyd me bi fier, and wickidnesse is not foundun in me.
Provest thou my heart, visitest thou me in the night, Triest thou me like gold, thou shalt find nothing!
4 That my mouth speke not the werkis of men; for the wordis of thi lippis Y haue kept harde weies.
My thoughts do not vary from my lips. As to the deeds of men, Through the word of thy lips I have kept me from the paths of the destroyer.
5 Make thou perfit my goyngis in thi pathis; that my steppis be not moued.
Support my steps in thy paths, That my feet may not slip!
6 I criede, for thou, God, herdist me; bowe doun thin eere to me, and here thou my wordis.
I call upon thee, O God! for thou wilt hear me; Incline thine ear to me, and listen to my prayer!
7 Make wondurful thi mercies; that makist saaf `men hopynge in thee.
Show forth thy loving-kindness, O thou that savest by thy right hand Them that seek refuge in thee from their adversaries!
8 Kepe thou me as the appil of the iye; fro `men ayenstondynge thi riyt hond. Keuere thou me vndur the schadewe of thi wyngis;
Guard me as the apple of the eye; Hide me under the shadow of thy wings
9 fro the face of vnpitouse men, that han turmentid me. Myn enemyes han cumpassid my soule;
From the wicked who assault me, From my deadly enemies who compass me about!
10 thei han closide togidere her fatnesse; the mouth of hem spak pride.
They shut up their hard heart; With their mouth they speak haughtily.
11 Thei castiden me forth, and han cumpassid me now; thei ordeyneden to bowe doun her iyen in to erthe.
They encompass us in all our steps; They fix their eyes upon us, that they may cast us on the ground.
12 Thei, as a lioun maad redi to prey, han take me; and as the whelp of a lioun dwellynge in hid places.
They are like a lion, eager for his prey; Like a young lion, lurking in secret places.
13 Lord, rise thou vp, bifor come thou hym, and disseyue thou hym; delyuere thou my lijf fro the `vnpitouse,
Arise, O LORD! disappoint them, cast them down! Deliver me from the wicked by thy sword,
14 delyuere thou thi swerd fro the enemyes of thin hond. Lord, departe thou hem fro a fewe men of `the lond in the lijf of hem; her wombe is fillid of thin hid thingis. Thei ben fillid with sones; and thei leften her relifis to her litle children.
From men, by thy hand, O LORD! from men of the world, Whose portion is in life; whom thou loadest with thy treasure; Whose children have enough, and leave their superfluity to their children.
15 But Y in riytfulnesse schal appere to thi siyt; Y schal be fillid, whanne thi glorie schal appere.
But I through righteousness shall see thy face; I shall be satisfied with the revival of thy countenance.
