Psalms 35

1 `To Dauid. Lord, deme thou hem, that anoien me; ouercome thou hem, that fiyten ayens me.

A Psalme of Dauid. Pleade thou my cause, O Lord, with them that striue with me: fight thou against them, that fight against me.

2 Take thou armeris and scheeld; and rise vp into help to me.

Lay hand vpon the shielde and buckler, and stand vp for mine helpe.

3 Schede out the swerd, and close togidere ayens hem that pursuen me; seie thou to my soule, Y am thin helthe.

Bring out also the speare and stop the way against them, that persecute me: say vnto my soule, I am thy saluation.

4 Thei that seken my lijf; be schent, and aschamed. Thei that thenken yuels to me; be turned awei bacward, and be schent.

Let them be confounded and put to shame, that seeke after my soule: let them be turned backe, and brought to confusion, that imagine mine hurt.

5 Be thei maad as dust bifor the face of the wynd; and the aungel of the Lord make hem streit.

Let them be as chaffe before the winde, and let the Angel of the Lord scatter them.

6 Her weie be maad derknesse, and slydirnesse; and the aungel of the Lord pursue hem.

Let their way be darke and slipperie: and let the Angel of the Lord persecute them.

7 For with out cause thei hidden to me the deth of her snare; in veyn thei dispisiden my soule.

For without cause they haue hid the pit and their net for me: without cause haue they digged a pit for my soule.

8 The snare which he knoweth not come to hym, and the takyng which he hidde take hym; and fall he in to the snare in that thing.

Let destruction come vpon him at vnwares, and let his net, that he hath laid priuilie, take him: let him fall into the same destruction.

9 But my soule schal fulli haue ioye in the Lord; and schal delite on his helthe.

Then my soule shalbe ioyfull in the Lord: it shall reioyce in his saluation.

10 Alle my boonys schulen seie, Lord, who is lijk thee? Thou delyuerist a pore man fro the hond of his strengere; a nedi man and pore fro hem that diuersely rauischen hym.

All my bones shall say, Lord, who is like vnto thee, which deliuerest the poore from him, that is too strong for him! yea, the poore and him that is in miserie, from him that spoyleth him!

11 Wickid witnessis risynge axiden me thingis, whiche Y knewe not.

Cruell witnesses did rise vp: they asked of me things that I knewe not.

12 Thei yeldiden to me yuels for goodis; bareynnesse to my soule.

They rewarded me euill for good, to haue spoyled my soule.

13 But whanne thei weren diseseful to me; Y was clothid in an heire. I mekide my soule in fastyng; and my preier schal be turned `with ynne my bosum.

Yet I, when they were sicke, I was clothed with a sacke: I humbled my soule with fasting: and my praier was turned vpon my bosome.

14 I pleside so as oure neiybore, as oure brother; Y was `maad meke so as morenynge and sorewful.

I behaued my selfe as to my friend, or as to my brother: I humbled my selfe, mourning as one that bewaileth his mother.

15 And thei weren glad, and camen togidere ayens me; turmentis weren gaderid on me, and Y knew not.

But in mine aduersitie they reioyced, and gathered them selues together: the abiects assembled themselues against me, and knewe not: they tare me and ceased not,

16 Thei weren scaterid, and not compunct, thei temptiden me, thei scornyden me with mowyng; thei gnastiden on me with her teeth.

With the false skoffers at bankets, gnashing their teeth against me.

17 Lord, whanne thou schalt biholde, restore thou my soule fro the wickidnesse of hem; `restore thou myn oon aloone fro liouns.

Lord, how long wilt thou beholde this? deliuer my soule from their tumult, euen my desolate soule from the lions.

18 I schal knowleche to thee in a greet chirche; Y schal herie thee in a sad puple.

So will I giue thee thankes in a great Congregation: I will praise thee among much people.

19 Thei that ben aduersaries wickidli to me, haue not ioye on me; that haten me with out cause, and bikenen with iyen.

Let not them that are mine enemies, vniustly reioyce ouer mee, neyther let them winke with the eye, that hate mee without a cause.

20 For sotheli thei spaken pesibli to me; and thei spekynge in wrathfulnesse of erthe thouyten giles.

For they speake not as friendes: but they imagine deceitfull woordes against the quiet of the lande.

21 And thei maden large her mouth on me; thei seiden, Wel, wel! oure iyen han sien.

And they gaped on mee with their mouthes, saying, Aha, aha, our eye hath seene.

22 Lord, thou hast seen, be thou not stille; Lord, departe thou not fro me.

Thou hast seene it, O Lord: keepe not silence: be not farre from me, O Lord.

23 Rise vp, and yyue tent to my doom; my God and my Lord, biholde in to my cause.

Arise and wake to my iudgement, euen to my cause, my God, and my Lord.

24 Mi Lord God, deme thou me bi thi riytfulnesse; and haue thei not ioye on me.

Iudge me, O Lord my God, according to thy righteousnesse, and let them not reioyce ouer mee.

25 Seie thei not in her hertis, Wel, wel, to oure soule; nether seie thei, We schulen deuoure hym.

Let them not say in their hearts, O our soule reioyce: neither let them say, We haue deuoured him.

26 Shame thei, and drede thei togidere; that thanken for myn yuels. Be thei clothid with schame and drede; that speken yuele thingis on me.

Let them bee confounded, and put to shame together, that reioyce at mine hurt: let them bee clothed with confusion and shame, that lift vp themselues against me.

27 Haue thei ful ioie, and be thei glad that wolen my riytfulnesse; and seie thei euere, The Lord be magnyfied, whiche wolen the pees of his seruaunt.

But let them be ioyful and glad, that loue my righteousnesse: yea, let them say alway, Let the Lord be magnified, which loueth the prosperitie of his seruant.

28 And my tunge schal bithenke thi riytfulnesse; al day thin heriyng.

And my tongue shall vtter thy righteousnesse, and thy praise euery day.