Psalms 50
1 The salm of Asaph. God, the Lord of goddis, spak; and clepide the erthe,
A Psalm of Asaph. God, [even] God, the LORD, hath spoken, and called the earth from the rising of the sun unto the going down thereof.
2 fro the risynge of the sunne til to the goyng doun. The schap of his fairnesse fro Syon,
Out of Zion, the perfection of beauty, God hath shined forth.
3 God schal come opynli; oure God, and he schal not be stille. Fier schal brenne an hiye in his siyt; and a strong tempest in his cumpas.
Our God shall come, and shall not keep silence: a fire shall devour before him, and it shall be very tempestuous round about him.
4 He clepide heuene aboue; and the erthe, to deme his puple.
He shall call to the heavens above, and to the earth, that he may judge his people:
5 Gadere ye to hym hise seyntis; that ordeynen his testament aboue sacrifices.
Gather my saints together unto me; those that have made a covenant with me by sacrifice.
6 `And heuenes schulen schewe his riytfulnesse; for God is the iuge.
And the heavens shall declare his righteousness; for God is judge himself. (Selah)
7 Mi puple, here thou, and Y schal speke to Israel; and Y schal witnesse to thee, Y am God, thi God.
Hear, O my people, and I will speak; O Israel, and I will testify unto thee: I am God, [even] thy God.
8 I schal not repreue thee in thi sacrifices; and thi brent sacrifices ben euere bifor me.
I will not reprove thee for thy sacrifices; and thy burnt offerings are continually before me.
9 I schal not take calues of thin hows; nethir geet buckis of thi flockis.
I will take no bullock out of thy house, nor he-goats out of thy folds.
10 For alle the wyelde beestis of wodis ben myne; werk beestis, and oxis in hillis.
For every beast of the forest is mine, and the cattle upon a thousand hills.
11 I haue knowe alle the volatils of heuene; and the fairnesse of the feeld is with me.
I know all the fowls of the mountains: and the wild beasts of the field are mine.
12 If Y schal be hungry, Y schal not seie to thee; for the world and the fulnesse therof is myn.
If I were hungry, I would not tell thee: for the world is mine, and the fulness thereof.
13 Whether Y schal eete the fleischis of boolis? ethir schal Y drynke the blood of geet buckis?
Will I eat the flesh of bulls, or drink the blood of goats?
14 Offre thou to God the sacrifice of heriyng; and yelde thin avowis to the hiyeste God.
Offer unto God the sacrifice of thanksgiving; and pay thy vows unto the Most High:
15 And inwardli clepe thou me in the dai of tribulacioun; and Y schal delyuere thee, and thou schalt onoure me.
And call upon me in the day of trouble; I will deliver thee, and thou shalt glorify me.
16 But God seide to the synnere, Whi tellist thou out my riytfulnessis; and takist my testament bi thi mouth?
But unto the wicked God saith, What hast thou to do to declare my statutes; and that thou hast taken my covenant in thy mouth?
17 Sotheli thou hatidist lore; and hast cast awey my wordis bihynde.
Seeing thou hatest instruction, and castest my words behind thee.
18 If thou siyest a theef, thou `hast runne with hym; and thou settidist thi part with avowtreris.
When thou sawest a thief, thou consentedst with him, and hast been partaker with adulterers.
19 Thi mouth was plenteuouse of malice; and thi tunge medlide togidere giles.
Thou givest thy mouth to evil, and thy tongue frameth deceit.
20 Thou sittynge spakist ayens thi brother, and thou settidist sclaundir ayens the sone of thi modir;
Thou sittest and speakest against thy brother; thou slanderest thine own mother’s son.
21 thou didist these thingis, and Y was stille. Thou gessidist wickidli, that Y schal be lijk thee; Y schal repreue thee, and Y schal sette ayens thi face.
These things hast thou done, and I kept silence; thou thoughtest that I was altogether such an one as thyself: [but] I will reprove thee, and set [them] in order before thine eyes.
22 Ye that foryeten God, vndurstonde these thingis; lest sum tyme he rauysche, and noon be that schal delyuere.
Now consider this, ye that forget God, lest I tear you in pieces, and there be none to deliver:
23 The sacrifice of heriyng schal onoure me; and there is the weie, where ynne Y schal schewe to hym the helthe of God.
Whoso offereth the sacrifice of thanksgiving glorifieth me; and to him that ordereth his conversation [aright] will I shew the salvation of God.
