Psalms 40

1 For victorie, the song of Dauid. Y abidynge abood the Lord; and he yaf tent to me.

For the choirmaster. A Psalm of David. I waited patiently for the LORD; He inclined to me and heard my cry.

2 And he herde my preieris; and he ledde out me fro the lake of wretchidnesse, and fro the filthe of draft. And he ordeynede my feet on a stoon; and he dresside my goyngis.

He lifted me up from the pit of despair, out of the miry clay; He set my feet upon a rock, and made my footsteps firm.

3 And he sente in to my mouth a newe song; a song to oure God. Many men schulen se, and schulen drede; and schulen haue hope in the Lord.

He put a new song in my mouth, a hymn of praise to our God. Many will see and fear and put their trust in the LORD.

4 Blessid is the man, of whom the name of the Lord is his hope; and he bihelde not in to vanitees, and in to false woodnesses.

Blessed is the man who has made the LORD his trust, who has not turned to the proud, nor to those who lapse into falsehood.

5 Mi Lord God, thou hast maad thi merueils manye; and in thi thouytis noon is, that is lijk thee. I teld, and Y spak; and thei ben multiplied aboue noumbre.

Many, O LORD my God, are the wonders You have done, and the plans You have for us— none can compare to You— if I proclaim and declare them, they are more than I can count.

6 Thou noldist sacrifice and offryng; but thou madist perfitli eeris to me. Thou axidist not brent sacrifice, and sacrifice for synne;

Sacrifice and offering You did not desire, but my ears You have opened. Burnt offerings and sin offerings You did not require.

7 thanne Y seide, Lo! Y come. In the heed of the book it is writun of me,

Then I said, “Here I am, I have come— it is written about me in the scroll:

8 that Y schulde do thi wille; my God, Y wolde; and thi lawe in the myddis of myn herte.

I delight to do Your will, O my God; Your law is within my heart.”

9 I telde thi riytfulnesse in a greet chirche; lo! Y schal not refreine my lippis, Lord, thou wistist.

I proclaim righteousness in the great assembly; behold, I do not seal my lips, as You, O LORD, do know.

10 I hidde not thi riytfulnesse in myn herte; Y seide thi treuthe and thin helthe. I hidde not thi mercy and thi treuthe; fro a myche counsel.

I have not covered up Your righteousness in my heart; I have declared Your faithfulness and salvation; I have not concealed Your loving devotion and faithfulness from the great assembly.

11 But thou, Lord, make not fer thi merciful doyngis fro me; thi mercy and treuthe euere token me vp.

O LORD, do not withhold Your mercy from me; Your loving devotion and faithfulness will always guard me.

12 For whi yuels, of whiche is no noumbre, cumpassiden me; my wickidnessis token me, and y myyte not, that Y schulde se. Tho ben multiplied aboue the heeris of myn heed; and myn herte forsook me.

For evils without number surround me; my sins have overtaken me, so that I cannot see. They are more than the hairs of my head, and my heart has failed within me.

13 Lord, plese it to thee, that thou delyuere me; Lord, biholde thou to helpe me.

Be pleased, O LORD, to deliver me; hurry, O LORD, to help me.

14 Be thei schent, and aschamed togidere; that seken my lijf, to take awei it. Be thei turned abac, and be thei schamed; that wolen yuels to me.

May those who seek my life be ashamed and confounded; may those who wish me harm be repelled and humiliated.

15 Bere thei her confusioun anoon; that seien to me, Wel! wel! `that is, in scorn.

May those who say to me, “Aha, aha!” be appalled at their own shame.

16 Alle men that seken thee, be fulli ioyful, and be glad on thee; and seie thei, that louen thin helthe, The Lord be magnyfied euere.

May all who seek You rejoice and be glad in You; may those who love Your salvation always say, “The LORD be magnified!”

17 Forsothe Y am a beggere and pore; the Lord is bisi of me. Thou arte myn helpere and my defendere; my God, tarie thou not.

But I am poor and needy; may the Lord think of me. You are my helper and deliverer; O my God, do not delay.