Psalms 5
1 To the ouercomere on the eritagis, the song of Dauid. Lord, perseyue thou my wordis with eeris; vndurstonde thou my cry.
To the chief Musician. Upon Nehiloth. A Psalm of David. Give ear to my words, O Jehovah; consider my (meditation)
2 Mi kyng, and my God; yyue thou tent to the vois of my preier.
Hearken unto the voice of my crying, my king and my God; for to thee will I pray.
3 For, Lord, Y schal preie to thee; here thou eerly my vois.
Jehovah, in the morning shalt thou hear my voice; in the morning will I address myself to thee, and will look up.
4 Eerli Y schal stonde nyy thee, and Y schal se; for thou art God not willynge wickidnesse.
For thou art not a God that hath pleasure in wickedness; evil shall not sojourn with thee.
5 Nethir an yuel willid man schal dwelle bisidis thee; nethir vniust men schulen dwelle bifor thin iyen.
Insolent fools shall not stand before thine eyes; thou hatest all workers of iniquity.
6 Thou hatist alle that worchen wickidnesse; thou schalt leese alle that speken leesyng. The Lord schal holde abhomynable a manquellere, and gileful man.
Thou wilt destroy them that speak lies: Jehovah abhorreth a man of blood and deceit.
7 But, Lord, in the multitude of thi merci Y schal entre in to thin hows; Y schal worschipe to thin hooli temple in thi drede.
But as for me, in the greatness of thy loving-kindness will I enter thy house; I will bow down toward the temple of thy holiness in thy fear.
8 Lord, lede thou forth me in thi riytfulnesse for myn enemyes; dresse thou my weie in thi siyt.
Lead me, Jehovah, in thy righteousness, because of my foes; make thy way plain before me.
9 For whi treuthe is not in her mouth; her herte is veyn.
For there is no certainty in their mouth; their inward part is perversion, their throat is an open sepulchre; they flatter with their tongue.
10 Her throte is an opyn sepulcre, thei diden gilefuli with her tungis; God, deme thou hem. Falle thei doun fro her thouytis, vp the multitude of her wickidnessis caste thou hem doun; for, Lord, thei han terrid thee to ire.
Bring guilt upon them, O God; let them fall by their own counsels: drive them out in the multitude of their transgressions, for they have rebelled against thee.
11 And alle that hopen in thee, be glad; thei schulen make fulli ioye with outen ende, and thou schalt dwelle in hem. And alle that louen thi name schulen haue glorie in thee;
And all that trust in thee shall rejoice: for ever shall they shout joyously, and thou wilt protect them; and they that love thy name shall exult in thee.
12 for thou schalt blesse a iust man. Lord, thou hast corouned vs, as with the scheeld of thi good wille.
For thou, Jehovah, wilt bless the righteous [man]; with favour wilt thou surround him as [with] a shield.
