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 the chief Musician on Neginoth, A Psalm of David. Hear me when I call, O God of my righteousness: thou hast enlarged me when I was in distress; have mercy upon me, 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?
O ye sons of men, how long will ye turn my glory into shame? how long will ye love vanity, and seek after falsehood? (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.
But know that the LORD hath set apart him that is godly for himself: the LORD will hear 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.
Stand in awe, and sin not: commune with your own heart upon 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 righteousness, and put your trust in the LORD.
6 Lord, the liyt of thi cheer is markid on vs; thou hast youe gladnesse in myn herte.
There are many that say, Who will show us any good? LORD, lift thou upon us the light of thy countenance.
7 Thei ben multiplied of the fruit of whete, and of wyn; and of her oile.
Thou hast put gladness in my heart, more than in the time when their grain and their wine increased.
8 In pees in the same thing; Y schal slepe, and take reste. For thou, Lord; hast set me syngulerli in hope.
I will both lie down in peace, and sleep: for thou only, LORD, makest me dwell in safety.
