Psalms 5
1 To the ouercomere on the eritagis, the song of Dauid. Lord, perseyue thou my wordis with eeris; vndurstonde thou my cry.
For the Chief Musician; with the Nehiloth. A Psalm of David. Give ear to my words, O LORD, consider my (meditation)
2 Mi kyng, and my God; yyue thou tent to the vois of my preier.
Hearken unto the voice of my cry, my King, and my God: for unto thee do I pray.
3 For, Lord, Y schal preie to thee; here thou eerly my vois.
O LORD, in the morning shalt thou hear my voice; in the morning will I order [my prayer] unto thee, and will keep watch.
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.
The arrogant shall not stand in thy sight: 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 shalt destroy them that speak lies: the LORD abhorreth the bloodthirsty and deceitful man.
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 multitude of thy lovingkindness will I come into thy house: in thy fear will I worship toward thy holy temple.
8 Lord, lede thou forth me in thi riytfulnesse for myn enemyes; dresse thou my weie in thi siyt.
Lead me, O LORD, in thy righteousness because of mine enemies; make thy way plain before my face.
9 For whi treuthe is not in her mouth; her herte is veyn.
For there is no faithfulness in their mouth; their inward part is very wickedness: 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.
Hold them guilty, O God; let them fall by their own counsels: thrust 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;
But let all those that put their trust in thee rejoice, let them ever shout for joy, because thou defendest them: let them also that love thy name be joyful 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 wilt bless the righteous; O LORD, thou wilt compass him with favour as with a shield.
