Psalms 36

1 `To victorie, to Dauid, `the seruaunt of the Lord. The vniust man seide, that he trespasse in hym silf; the drede of God is not bifor hise iyen.

“To the chief musician, by the servant of the Lord, by David.” Saith vice itself to the wicked—so I feel it within my heart— that he should have no dread of God before his eyes.

2 For he dide gilefuli in the siyt of God; that his wickidnesse be foundun to hatrede.

For he flattereth himself in his own eyes [too much] to find out his iniquity to hate it.

3 The wordis of his mouth ben wickidnesse and gile, he nolde vndirstonde to do wel.

The words of his mouth are wickedness and deceit: he hath left off to be wise, to do good.

4 He thouyte wickidnesse in his bed, he stood nyy al weie not good; forsothe he hatide not malice.

He deviseth wickedness upon his couch; he placeth himself on a way that is not good; evil he despiseth not.

5 Lord, thi merci is in heuene; and thi treuthe is `til to cloudis.

O Lord, into the heavens reacheth thy kindness, thy faithfulness even into the skies.

6 Thi riytfulnesse is as the hillis of God; thi domes ben myche depthe of watris. Lord, thou schalt saue men and beestis;

Thy righteousness is like the mountains of God; thy acts of justice like the great deep: man and beast dost thou ever help, O Lord.

7 as thou, God, hast multiplied thi merci. But the sones of men; schulen hope in the hilyng of thi wyngis.

How precious is thy kindness, O God! And the children of men that seek shelter under the shadow of thy wings, —

8 Thei schulen be fillid gretli of the plentee of thin hows; and thou schalt yyue drynke to hem with the steef streem of thi likyng.

These will be abundantly satisfied with the fatness of thy house; and of the stream of thy delights wilt thou give them to drink.

9 For the wel of life is at thee; and in thi liyt we schulen se liyt.

For with thee is the source of life: in thy light shall we see light.

10 Lord, sette forth thi mercy to hem, that knowen thee; and thi ryytfulnesse to hem that ben of riytful herte.

Draw down continuously thy kindness unto those that acknowledge thee; and thy righteousness to the upright in heart.

11 The foot of pryde come not to me; and the hond of the synnere moue me not.

Let not come against me the foot of pride, and let not the hand of the wicked chase me off.

12 There thei felden doun, that worchen wickidnesse; thei ben cast out, and myyten not stonde.

There are fallen the workers of wickedness: they are thrust down, and shall not be able to rise.