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.
To him that excelleth on Neginoth. A Psalme of Dauid. Heare me when I call, O God of my righteousnes: thou hast set me at libertie, when I was in distresse: haue mercie vpon me and hearken vnto 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?
O ye sonnes of men, howe long will yee turne my glory into shame, louing vanitie, and seeking lyes? (Selah)
3 And wite ye, that the Lord hath maad merueilous his hooli man; the Lord schal here me, whanne Y schal crye to hym.
For be ye sure that the Lord hath chosen to himselfe a godly man: the Lord will heare when I call vnto 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.
Tremble, and sinne not: examine your owne heart vpon your bed, and be still. (Selah)
5 Sacrifie ye `the sacrifice of riytfulnesse, and hope ye in the Lord; many seien, Who schewide goodis to vs?
Offer the sacrifices of righteousnes, and trust in the Lord.
6 Lord, the liyt of thi cheer is markid on vs; thou hast youe gladnesse in myn herte.
Many say, Who will shewe vs any good? but Lord, lift vp the light of thy countenance vpon vs.
7 Thei ben multiplied of the fruit of whete, and of wyn; and of her oile.
Thou hast giuen mee more ioye of heart, then they haue had, when their wheate and their wine did 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 lay mee downe, and also sleepe in peace: for thou, Lord, onely makest me dwell in safetie.
