Psalms 35
1 `To Dauid. Lord, deme thou hem, that anoien me; ouercome thou hem, that fiyten ayens me.
David’s. Contend, O Yahweh, with them who contend with me, Make war upon them who make war upon me.
2 Take thou armeris and scheeld; and rise vp into help to me.
Grasp buckler and shield, and arise in my help;
3 Schede out the swerd, and close togidere ayens hem that pursuen me; seie thou to my soule, Y am thin helthe.
Then draw the spear, and close up against my pursuers, Say to my soul, Thy salvation, I am!
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 ashamed and confounded, who are seeking my life, —Let them turn back and be put to the blush, who are devising my 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 chaff before the wind, with, the messenger of Yahweh, pressing them on:
6 Her weie be maad derknesse, and slydirnesse; and the aungel of the Lord pursue hem.
Let their way become dark and slippery, with, the messenger of Yahweh, pursuing them.
7 For with out cause thei hidden to me the deth of her snare; in veyn thei dispisiden my soule.
For, without cause, have they hid for me, in a ditch, their net, —Without cause, have they digged [a pit] for my life.
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.
There shall reach him a ruin he could not know, —Yea, his own net which he hath hidden, shall capture him, Into that ruin, shall he fall!
9 But my soule schal fulli haue ioye in the Lord; and schal delite on his helthe.
But, my soul, shall exult in Yahweh, —shall be glad in his salvation.
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—O Yahweh, who is like unto thee? Rescuing the oppressed from one stronger than he, Yea the oppressed and the needy, from their spoiler.
11 Wickid witnessis risynge axiden me thingis, whiche Y knewe not.
There rise up witnesses helping forward violence and wrong, What I know not, they demand of me:
12 Thei yeldiden to me yuels for goodis; bareynnesse to my soule.
They repay me evil for good, Bereaving my soul.
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.
But, as for me, when they were sick, my clothing was sackcloth, I humbled, with fasting, my soul, though, my prayer, unto mine own bosom, might return:
14 I pleside so as oure neiybore, as oure brother; Y was `maad meke so as morenynge and sorewful.
Like as for a friend, like as for a brother of mine own, I walked to and fro, As though mourning for a mother, I gloomily bowed myself down.
15 And thei weren glad, and camen togidere ayens me; turmentis weren gaderid on me, and Y knew not.
But, in mine overthrow, have they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together, —There gathered themselves together against me foolish men, and I knew it not, They have torn in pieces, and not been silent;
16 Thei weren scaterid, and not compunct, thei temptiden me, thei scornyden me with mowyng; thei gnastiden on me with her teeth.
Amidst profane praters of perversion, have they gnashed upon me with their teeth.
17 Lord, whanne thou schalt biholde, restore thou my soule fro the wickidnesse of hem; `restore thou myn oon aloone fro liouns.
My Lord! how long wilt thou look on? Bring back my soul out of their raging, from among lions, my solitary self.
18 I schal knowleche to thee in a greet chirche; Y schal herie thee in a sad puple.
I will thank thee, in the midst of a great convocation, —In the midst of a mighty people, will I praise thee.
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 who are falsely my foes rejoice over me, As for them who hate me without cause, let them not wink the eye!
20 For sotheli thei spaken pesibli to me; and thei spekynge in wrathfulnesse of erthe thouyten giles.
For, no salvation, will they utter, —But, against the quiet of the land, deceitful things, do they devise;
21 And thei maden large her mouth on me; thei seiden, Wel, wel! oure iyen han sien.
Yea they have opened wide against me their mouth, They have said, Aha! Aha! our own eye, hath seen!
22 Lord, thou hast seen, be thou not stille; Lord, departe thou not fro me.
Thou hast seen, O Yahweh, do not keep silence! O My Lord! be not far from me:
23 Rise vp, and yyue tent to my doom; my God and my Lord, biholde in to my cause.
Bestir thyself and wake up, to my vindication, O my God and My Lord!—to my plea:
24 Mi Lord God, deme thou me bi thi riytfulnesse; and haue thei not ioye on me.
Vindicate me according to thy righteousness, O Yahweh, my God! And let them not rejoice over me:
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 heart, Aha! to our mind! Let them not say, We have swallowed him up!
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 turn pale, and then at once blush, who are rejoicing at my misfortune, —Let them be clothed with shame and confusion, who are magnifying themselves 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.
Let them shout in triumph and rejoice, who are desiring my justification; And let them say continually, Yahweh be magnified, Who hath taken pleasure in the prosperity of his servant.
28 And my tunge schal bithenke thi riytfulnesse; al day thin heriyng.
Mine own tongue also, shall softly utter thy righteousness, —All the day long, —thy praise!
