Psalms 4
1 `To the victorie in orguns; the salm of Dauid. Whanne Y inwardli clepid, God of my riytwisnesse herde me; in tribulacioun thou hast alargid to me.
For the choirmaster. With stringed instruments. A Psalm of David. Answer me when I call, O God of my righteousness! You have relieved my distress; show me grace and hear my prayer.
2 Haue thou mercy on me; and here thou my preier. Sones of men, hou long ben ye of heuy herte? whi louen ye vanite, and seken a leesyng?
How long, O men, will my honor be maligned? How long will you love vanity and seek after lies?
3 And wite ye, that the Lord hath maad merueilous his hooli man; the Lord schal here me, whanne Y schal crye to hym.
Know that the LORD has set apart the godly for Himself; the LORD hears when I call to Him.
4 Be ye wrothe, and nyle ye do synne; `and for tho thingis whiche ye seien in youre hertis and in youre beddis, be ye compunct.
Be angry, yet do not sin; on your bed, search your heart and be still.
5 Sacrifie ye `the sacrifice of riytfulnesse, and hope ye in the Lord; many seien, Who schewide goodis to vs?
Offer the sacrifices of the righteous and trust in the LORD.
6 Lord, the liyt of thi cheer is markid on vs; thou hast youe gladnesse in myn herte.
Many ask, “Who can show us the good?” Shine the light of Your face upon us, O LORD.
7 Thei ben multiplied of the fruit of whete, and of wyn; and of her oile.
You have filled my heart with more joy than when grain and new wine abound.
8 In pees in the same thing; Y schal slepe, and take reste. For thou, Lord; hast set me syngulerli in hope.
I will lie down and sleep in peace, for You alone, O LORD, make me dwell in safety.
