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! rebuke me not in thy wrath, Nor chasten me in thy hot displeasure!
2 For thin arowis ben fitchid in me; and thou hast confermed thin hond on me.
For thine arrows have deeply pierced me, And thy hand hath been heavy 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 thine anger; Nor rest 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 have gone over my head; Like a heavy burden, they are more than I can bear.
5 Myn heelid woundis weren rotun, and ben brokun; fro the face of myn vnwisdom.
My wounds putrefy and are loathsome on account 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; I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.
7 For my leendis ben fillid with scornyngis; and helthe is not in my fleisch.
For my loins are full of burning heat, 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 weakened and bruised exceedingly; I roar by reason of the disquietude of my heart.
9 Lord, al my desire is bifor thee; and my weilyng is not hid fro thee.
O Lord! thou knowest all my desire, And my groaning is not hidden 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.
My heart panteth; my strength faileth me; The very light of my eyes is gone from me.
11 My frendis and my neiyboris neiyiden; and stoden ayens me. And thei that weren bisidis me stoden afer;
My friends and acquaintance keep aloof from my woe, 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.
While they who seek my life lay snares for me; They who seek my hurt threaten destruction, And meditate deceit all the day long.
13 But Y as a deef man herde not; and as a doumb man not openynge his mouth.
But I, like a deaf man, hear not; And, like a dumb man, open not my mouth.
14 And Y am maad as a man not herynge; and not hauynge repreuyngis in his mouth.
I am like one who heareth nothing, And in whose mouth is no reply.
15 For, Lord, Y hopide in thee; my Lord God, thou schalt here me.
For in thee, O LORD! do I put my trust; Thou wilt hear, 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 have prayed, “Let them not rejoice over me; Let them not exult at the slipping of my feet!”
17 For Y am redi to betyngis; and my sorewe is euere in my siyt.
For I am ready to fall, And my pain doth never leave me;
18 For Y schal telle my wickidnesse; and Y schal thenke for my synne.
For I confess my iniquity, And am troubled on account of my sin.
19 But myn enemyes lyuen, and ben confermed on me; and thei ben multiplyed, that haten me wickidli.
But my enemies flourish and are strong; They who hate me without cause are multiplied.
20 Thei that yelden yuels for goodis, backbitiden me; for Y suede goodnesse.
They who repay good with evil are my enemies, Because I follow that which 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 hast to mine aid, O Lord, my salvation!
