Psalms 38
1 `The salm of Dauid, to bythenke on the sabat. Lord, repreue thou not me in thi strong veniaunce; nether chastice thou me in thin ire.
A Psalm. Of David. To keep in memory. O Lord, be not bitter with me in your wrath; let not your hand be on me in the heat of your passion.
2 For thin arowis ben fitchid in me; and thou hast confermed thin hond on me.
For your arrows have gone into my flesh, and I am crushed under the weight of your hand.
3 Noon helthe is in my fleisch fro the face of thin ire; no pees is to my boonys fro the face of my synnes.
My flesh is wasted because of your wrath; and there is no peace in my bones because of my sin.
4 For my wickidnessis ben goon ouer myn heed; as an heuy birthun, tho ben maad heuy on me.
For my crimes have gone over my head; they are like a great weight which is more than my strength.
5 Myn heelid woundis weren rotun, and ben brokun; fro the face of myn vnwisdom.
My wounds are poisoned and evil-smelling, because of my foolish behaviour.
6 I am maad a wretche, and Y am bowid doun til in to the ende; al dai Y entride sorewful.
I am troubled, I am made low; I go weeping all the day.
7 For my leendis ben fillid with scornyngis; and helthe is not in my fleisch.
For my body is full of burning; all my flesh is unhealthy.
8 I am turmentid, and maad low ful greetli; Y roride for the weilyng of myn herte.
I am feeble and crushed down; I gave a cry like a lion because of the grief in my heart.
9 Lord, al my desire is bifor thee; and my weilyng is not hid fro thee.
Lord, all my desire is before you; my sorrow is not kept secret from you.
10 Myn herte is disturblid in me, my vertu forsook me; and the liyt of myn iyen `forsook me, and it is not with me.
My heart goes out in pain, my strength is wasting away; as for the light of my eyes, it is gone from me.
11 My frendis and my neiyboris neiyiden; and stoden ayens me. And thei that weren bisidis me stoden afer;
My lovers and my friends keep away from my disease; my relations keep far away.
12 and thei diden violence, that souyten my lijf. And thei that souyten yuels to me, spaken vanytees; and thouyten gilis al dai.
Those who have a desire to take my life put nets for me; those who are designing my destruction say evil things against me, all the day their minds are full of deceit.
13 But Y as a deef man herde not; and as a doumb man not openynge his mouth.
But I kept my ears shut like a man without hearing; like a man without a voice, never opening his mouth.
14 And Y am maad as a man not herynge; and not hauynge repreuyngis in his mouth.
So I was like a man whose ears are shut, and in whose mouth there are no sharp words.
15 For, Lord, Y hopide in thee; my Lord God, thou schalt here me.
In you, O Lord, is my hope: you will give me an answer, O Lord, my God.
16 For Y seide, Lest ony tyme myn enemyes haue ioye on me; and the while my feet ben mouyd, thei spaken grete thingis on me.
I said, Let them not be glad over me; when my foot is moved, let them not be lifted up with pride against me.
17 For Y am redi to betyngis; and my sorewe is euere in my siyt.
My feet are near to falling, and my sorrow is ever before me.
18 For Y schal telle my wickidnesse; and Y schal thenke for my synne.
I will make clear my wrongdoing, with sorrow in my heart for my sin.
19 But myn enemyes lyuen, and ben confermed on me; and thei ben multiplyed, that haten me wickidli.
But they are strong who have hate for me without cause: those who are against me falsely are increased in numbers.
20 Thei that yelden yuels for goodis, backbitiden me; for Y suede goodnesse.
They give me back evil for good; they are my haters because I go after the thing which is right.
21 My Lord God, forsake thou not me; go thou not awei fro me.
Do not give me up, O Lord; O my God, be near to me.
22 Lord God of myn helthe; biholde thou in to myn help.
Come quickly to give me help, O Lord, my salvation.
