Psalms 30
1 The salm of song, for the halewyng of the hows of Dauid. Lord, Y schal enhaunse thee, for thou hast vp take me; and thou delitidist not myn enemyes on me.
Psalmus cantici, in dedicatione domus David. Exaltabo te, Domine, quoniam suscepisti me, nec delectasti inimicos meos super me.
2 Mi Lord God, Y criede to thee; and thou madist me hool.
Domine Deus meus, clamavi ad te, et sanasti me.
3 Lord, thou leddist out my soule fro helle; thou sauedist me fro hem that goen doun into the lake. (Sheol h7585)
Domine, eduxisti ab inferno animam meam; salvasti me a descendentibus in lacum. (Sheol h7585)
4 Ye seyntis of the Lord, synge to the Lord; and knowleche ye to the mynde of his hoolynesse.
Psallite Domino, sancti ejus; et confitemini memoriæ sanctitatis ejus.
5 For ire is in his indignacioun; and lijf is in his wille. Wepyng schal dwelle at euentid; and gladnesse at the morewtid.
Quoniam ira in indignatione ejus, et vita in voluntate ejus: ad vesperum demorabitur fletus, et ad matutinum lætitia.
6 Forsothe Y seide in my plentee; Y schal not be moued with outen ende.
Ego autem dixi in abundantia mea: Non movebor in æternum.
7 Lord, in thi wille; thou hast youe vertu to my fairnesse. Thou turnedist awei thi face fro me; and Y am maad disturblid.
Domine, in voluntate tua præstitisti decori meo virtutem; avertisti faciem tuam a me, et factus sum conturbatus.
8 Lord, Y schal crye to thee; and Y schal preye to my God.
Ad te, Domine, clamabo, et ad Deum meum deprecabor.
9 What profit is in my blood; while Y go doun in to corrupcioun? Whether dust schal knouleche to thee; ethir schal telle thi treuthe?
Quæ utilitas in sanguine meo, dum descendo in corruptionem? numquid confitebitur tibi pulvis, aut annuntiabit veritatem tuam?
10 The Lord herde, and hadde merci on me; the Lord is maad myn helpere.
Audivit Dominus, et misertus est mei; Dominus factus est adjutor meus.
11 Thou hast turned my weilyng in to ioye to me; thou hast to-rent my sak, and hast cumpassid me with gladnesse.
Convertisti planctum meum in gaudium mihi; conscidisti saccum meum, et circumdedisti me lætitia:
12 That my glorie synge to thee, and Y be not compunct; my Lord God, Y schal knouleche to thee with outen ende.
ut cantet tibi gloria mea, et non compungar. Domine Deus meus, in æternum confitebor tibi.
