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 bring to remembrance.” O Lord, correct me not in thy wrath, nor chastise me in thy fury.
2 For thin arowis ben fitchid in me; and thou hast confermed thin hond on me.
For thy arrows have penetrated into me, and thy hand presseth down upon 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 no soundness in my flesh because of thy indignation: 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 iniquities are passed over my head, as a heavy burden are they too heavy for me.
5 Myn heelid woundis weren rotun, and ben brokun; fro the face of myn vnwisdom.
Foul, corrupt are my bruises because of my folly.
6 I am maad a wretche, and Y am bowid doun til in to the ende; al dai Y entride sorewful.
I am bent double; I am bowed down to the utmost; all the day long I go about full of grief.
7 For my leendis ben fillid with scornyngis; and helthe is not in my fleisch.
For my loins are filled with a burning disease, and there is no soundness in my flesh.
8 I am turmentid, and maad low ful greetli; Y roride for the weilyng of myn herte.
I am made faint and crushed to the utmost; I cry aloud because of the groaning of my heart.
9 Lord, al my desire is bifor thee; and my weilyng is not hid fro thee.
Lord, before thee is all my longing; and my sighing is from thee not hidden.
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 is restless, my strength hath left me; and the light of my eyes—that also is no more with 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 stand aloof from my plague; and my kinsmen stand afar 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 seek after my life lay snares; and they that wish for my mishap speak wicked falsehoods; and deceits do they devise all the day long.
13 But Y as a deef man herde not; and as a doumb man not openynge his mouth.
But I, as a deaf man, hear not; and I am as a dumb man that cannot open 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 words of defence.
15 For, Lord, Y hopide in thee; my Lord God, thou schalt here me.
For in thee, O Lord, do I hope: thou wilt 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.
For I said, Perhaps they might rejoice over me: when my foot slippeth, they might magnify themselves over me.
17 For Y am redi to betyngis; and my sorewe is euere in my siyt.
For I am prepared for [my] downfall, and my pain is continually before me.
18 For Y schal telle my wickidnesse; and Y schal thenke for my synne.
For I will tell of my iniquity; I will be grieved because of my sin.
19 But myn enemyes lyuen, and ben confermed on me; and thei ben multiplyed, that haten me wickidli.
But my enemies are strong in life; and numerous are those that hate me wrongfully;
20 Thei that yelden yuels for goodis, backbitiden me; for Y suede goodnesse.
They also that repay [me] evil in lieu of good; they hate me bitterly because I pursue what is good.
21 My Lord God, forsake thou not me; go thou not awei fro me.
Forsake me not, O Lord: O my God, be not far from me.
22 Lord God of myn helthe; biholde thou in to myn help.
Make haste to help me, O Lord, my salvation.
