Psalms 41
1 For victorie, the song of Dauid. Blessid is he that vndurstondith `on a nedi man and pore; the Lord schal delyuere hym in the yuel dai.
“For the leader of the music. A psalm of David.” Happy is he who hath regard to the poor! The LORD will deliver him in time of trouble.
2 The Lord kepe hym, and quykene hym, and make hym blesful in the lond; and bitake not hym in to the wille of his enemyes.
The LORD will preserve him, and keep him alive; He shall be happy on the earth; Thou wilt not give him up to the will of his enemies!
3 The Lord bere help to hym on the bed of his sorewe; thou hast ofte turned al his bed stre in his sijknesse.
The LORD will strengthen him upon the bed of disease; All his bed thou wilt change in his sickness.
4 I seide, Lord, haue thou mercy on me; heele thou my soule, for Y synnede ayens thee.
I said, O LORD! be merciful to me! Heal me, for I have sinned against thee!
5 Myn enemyes seiden yuels to me; Whanne schal he die, and his name schal perische?
My enemies speak evil of me: “When will he die, and his name perish?”
6 And if he entride for to se, he spak veyn thingis; his herte gaderide wickidnesse to hym silf.
If one come to see me, he speaketh falsehood; His heart gathereth malice; When he goeth abroad, he uttereth it.
7 He yede with out forth; and spak to the same thing. Alle myn enemyes bacbitiden pryuyli ayens me; ayens me thei thouyten yuels to me.
All that hate me whisper together against me; Against me do they devise mischief:
8 Thei ordeineden an yuel word ayens me; Whether he that slepith, schal not leie to, that he rise ayen?
“A deadly disease cleaveth fast unto him; He lieth down, and he shall never arise!”
9 For whi the man of my pees, in whom Y hopide, he that eet my looues; made greet disseit on me.
Yea, my familiar friend in whom I trusted, who did eat of my bread, —He hath lifted up his heel against me.
10 But thou, Lord, haue merci on me, and reise me ayen; and Y schal yelde to hem.
But do thou, O LORD! have pity upon me; Raise me up, that I may requite them!
11 In this thing Y knew, that thou woldist me; for myn enemye schal not haue ioye on me.
By this I know that thou favorest me, Because my enemy doth not triumph over me.
12 Forsothe thou hast take me vp for ynnocence; and hast confermed me in thi siyt with outen ende.
As for me, thou wilt uphold me in my integrity; Thou wilt set me before thy face for ever!
13 Blessid be the Lord God of Israel, fro the world and in to the world; be it doon, be it doon.
[Praised be Jehovah, the God of Israel, From everlasting to everlasting. Amen! Amen!]
