Psalms 27
1 To Dauid. The Lord is my liytnyng, and myn helthe; whom schal Y drede? The Lord is defendere of my lijf; for whom schal Y tremble?
David’s. Yahweh, is my light and my salvation, Of whom shall I be afraid? Yahweh, is the refuge of my life, Of whom shall I be in dread?
2 The while noiful men neiyen on me; for to ete my fleischis. Myn enemyes, that trobliden me; thei weren maad sijk and felden doun.
When there drew near against me evil-doers to devour my flesh, mine adversaries, and mine enemies—mine!—they, stumbled and fell!
3 Thouy castels stonden togidere ayens me; myn herte schal not drede. Thouy batel risith ayens me; in this thing Y schal haue hope.
Though there pitch against me—a camp, my heart shall not fear, —Though there come up against me—a battle, still, am I confident.
4 I axide of the Lord o thing; Y schal seke this thing; that Y dwelle in the hows of the Lord alle the daies of my lijf. That Y se the wille of the Lord; and that Y visite his temple.
One thing, have I asked of Yahweh, That, will I seek to secure, —That I may dwell in the house of Yahweh, all the days of my life, To view the delightfulness of Yahweh, And to contemplate in his temple.
5 For he hidde me in his tabernacle in the dai of yuelis; he defendide me in the hid place of his tabernacle.
For he will hide me in his pavilion, in the day of calamity, —He will conceal me, in the secrecy of his tent, Within a rock, will he set me on high.
6 He enhaunside me in a stoon; and now he enhaunside myn heed ouer myn enemyes. I cumpasside, and offride in his tabernacle a sacrifice of criyng; Y schal synge, and Y schal seie salm to the Lord.
Now, therefore, shall my head be raised high above my foes round about me, and I will sacrifice in his tent the sacrifices of triumphant joy, I will sing and touch the strings, to Yahweh.
7 Lord, here thou my vois, bi which Y criede to thee; haue thou merci on me, and here me.
Hear, O Yahweh, With my voice, do I cry, Oh then show me favour and answer me.
8 Myn herte seide to thee, My face souyte thee; Lord, Y schal seke eft thi face.
To thee, said my heart—[When thou saidst] Seek ye my face—Thy face, O Yahweh, will I seek!
9 Turne thou not awei thi face fro me; bouwe thou not awei in ire fro thi seruaunt. Lord, be thou myn helpere, forsake thou not me; and, God, myn helthe, dispise thou not me.
Do not hide thy face from me, Do not repulse, in thine anger, thine own servant, —My help, thou hast been, Do not send me away nor forsake me, O my saving God!
10 For my fadir and my modir han forsake me; but the Lord hath take me.
When, my own father and mother, had forsaken me, Then, Yahweh, took me up!
11 Lord, sette thou a lawe to me in thi weie; and dresse thou me in thi path for myn enemyes.
Point out to me, O Yahweh, thy way, —And guide me in a level path, because of mine adversaries.
12 Bitake thou not me in to the soules of hem, that troblen me; for wickid witnessis han rise ayens me, and wickydnesse liede to it silf.
Do not give me up unto the desire of mine adversaries, for there have risen up against me witnesses that are false, and he that fanneth up violence.
13 I bileue to see the goodis of the Lord; in the lond of `hem that lyuen.
I believe that I shall see—The goodness of Yahweh in the land of the living,
14 Abide thou the Lord, do thou manli; and thin herte be coumfortid, and suffre thou the Lord.
Wait thou for Yahweh, —Be strong, and let thy heart be bold, Wait, then, for Yahweh!
