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?
A psalm of David. Yahweh is my light and my salvation; whom should I fear? Yahweh is my life's refuge; whom should I 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 evildoers approached me to devour my flesh, my adversaries and my enemies 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 an army encamps against me, my heart will not fear; though war rises up against me, even then I will remain 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, and I will seek that: that I may live in the house of Yahweh all the days of my life, to see the beauty of Yahweh and to meditate 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 in the day of trouble he will hide me in his shelter; in the cover of his tent he will conceal me. He will lift me high on a rock!
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.
Then my head will be lifted up above my enemies all around me, and I will offer sacrifices of joy in his tent! I will sing and make songs to Yahweh!
7 Lord, here thou my vois, bi which Y criede to thee; haue thou merci on me, and here me.
Hear, Yahweh, my voice when I cry out! Have mercy on me, and answer me!
8 Myn herte seide to thee, My face souyte thee; Lord, Y schal seke eft thi face.
My heart says about you, “Seek his face!” I seek your face, Yahweh!
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 your face from me; do not turn your servant away in anger! You have been my helper; do not forsake me or abandon me, God of my salvation!
10 For my fadir and my modir han forsake me; but the Lord hath take me.
Even if my father and my mother forsake me, Yahweh will take me in.
11 Lord, sette thou a lawe to me in thi weie; and dresse thou me in thi path for myn enemyes.
Teach me your way, Yahweh! Lead me on a level path because of my enemies.
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 to the desires of my enemies, for false witnesses have risen up against me, and they breathe out violence!
13 I bileue to see the goodis of the Lord; in the lond of `hem that lyuen.
What would have happened to me if I had not believed that I would 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 for Yahweh; be strong, and let your heart be courageous! Wait for Yahweh!
