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 Psalme of Dauid for remembrance. O Lord, rebuke mee not in thine anger, neither chastise me in thy wrath.
2 For thin arowis ben fitchid in me; and thou hast confermed thin hond on me.
For thine arrowes haue light vpon me, and thine hand lyeth vpon me.
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.
There is nothing sound in my flesh, because of thine anger: neither is there rest in my bones because of my sinne.
4 For my wickidnessis ben goon ouer myn heed; as an heuy birthun, tho ben maad heuy on me.
For mine iniquities are gone ouer mine head, and as a weightie burden they are too heauie for me.
5 Myn heelid woundis weren rotun, and ben brokun; fro the face of myn vnwisdom.
My woundes are putrified, and corrupt because of my foolishnes.
6 I am maad a wretche, and Y am bowid doun til in to the ende; al dai Y entride sorewful.
I am bowed, and crooked very sore: I goe mourning all the day.
7 For my leendis ben fillid with scornyngis; and helthe is not in my fleisch.
For my reines are full of burning, and there is nothing sound in my flesh.
8 I am turmentid, and maad low ful greetli; Y roride for the weilyng of myn herte.
I am weakened and sore broken: I roare for the very griefe of mine heart.
9 Lord, al my desire is bifor thee; and my weilyng is not hid fro thee.
Lord, I powre my whole desire before thee, and my sighing is not hid from thee.
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.
Mine heart panteth: my strength faileth me, and the light of mine eyes, euen they are not mine owne.
11 My frendis and my neiyboris neiyiden; and stoden ayens me. And thei that weren bisidis me stoden afer;
My louers and my friends stand aside from my plague, and my kinsmen stand a farre off.
12 and thei diden violence, that souyten my lijf. And thei that souyten yuels to me, spaken vanytees; and thouyten gilis al dai.
They also, that seeke after my life, laye snares, and they that go about to do me euil, talke wicked things and imagine deceite continually.
13 But Y as a deef man herde not; and as a doumb man not openynge his mouth.
But I as a deafe man heard not, and am as a dumme man, which openeth not his mouth.
14 And Y am maad as a man not herynge; and not hauynge repreuyngis in his mouth.
Thus am I as a man, that heareth not, and in whose mouth are no reproofes.
15 For, Lord, Y hopide in thee; my Lord God, thou schalt here me.
For on thee, O Lord, do I waite: thou wilt heare me, my 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.
For I said, Heare me, least they reioyce ouer me: for when my foote slippeth, they extol themselues against me.
17 For Y am redi to betyngis; and my sorewe is euere in my siyt.
Surely I am ready to halte, and my sorow is euer before me.
18 For Y schal telle my wickidnesse; and Y schal thenke for my synne.
When I declare my paine, and am sory for my sinne,
19 But myn enemyes lyuen, and ben confermed on me; and thei ben multiplyed, that haten me wickidli.
Then mine enemies are aliue and are mightie, and they that hate me wrongfully are many.
20 Thei that yelden yuels for goodis, backbitiden me; for Y suede goodnesse.
They also, that rewarde euill for good, are mine aduersaries, because I follow goodnesse.
21 My Lord God, forsake thou not me; go thou not awei fro me.
Forsake me not, O Lord: be not thou farre from me, my God.
22 Lord God of myn helthe; biholde thou in to myn help.
Haste thee to helpe mee, O my Lord, my saluation.
