Psalms 50
1 The salm of Asaph. God, the Lord of goddis, spak; and clepide the erthe,
A psalm of Asaph. The Mighty One, God, Yahweh, has spoken and called the earth from the rising of the sun to its setting.
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 has shone.
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 comes and does not stay silent; a fire devours before him, and it is very stormy around him.
4 He clepide heuene aboue; and the erthe, to deme his puple.
He calls to the heavens above and to the earth so that he may judge his people:
5 Gadere ye to hym hise seyntis; that ordeynen his testament aboue sacrifices.
“Gather my faithful ones together to me, those who have made a covenant with me by sacrifice.”
6 `And heuenes schulen schewe his riytfulnesse; for God is the iuge.
The heavens will declare his righteousness, for God himself is judge. (Selah)
7 Mi puple, here thou, and Y schal speke to Israel; and Y schal witnesse to thee, Y am God, thi God.
“Hear, my people, and I will speak; I am God, your God.
8 I schal not repreue thee in thi sacrifices; and thi brent sacrifices ben euere bifor me.
I will not reprove you for your sacrifices; your burnt offerings are always before me.
9 I schal not take calues of thin hows; nethir geet buckis of thi flockis.
I will take no bull out of your house, or male goats out of your 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 on 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 birds 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 you; for the world is mine, and everything in it.
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 to God the sacrifice of thanksgiving, and pay your vows to the Most High.
15 And inwardli clepe thou me in the dai of tribulacioun; and Y schal delyuere thee, and thou schalt onoure me.
Call on me in the day of trouble; I will rescue you, and you will glorify me.”
16 But God seide to the synnere, Whi tellist thou out my riytfulnessis; and takist my testament bi thi mouth?
But to the wicked God says, “What have you to do with declaring my statutes, that you have taken my covenant in your mouth,
17 Sotheli thou hatidist lore; and hast cast awey my wordis bihynde.
since you hate instruction and throw my words away?
18 If thou siyest a theef, thou `hast runne with hym; and thou settidist thi part with avowtreris.
When you see a thief, you agree with him; you participate with those who commit adultery.
19 Thi mouth was plenteuouse of malice; and thi tunge medlide togidere giles.
You give your mouth to evil, and your tongue expresses deceit.
20 Thou sittynge spakist ayens thi brother, and thou settidist sclaundir ayens the sone of thi modir;
You sit and speak against your brother; you slander your 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.
You have done these things, but I have kept silent, so you thought that I was someone just like yourself. But I will reprove you and bring up, right before your eyes, all the things you have done.
22 Ye that foryeten God, vndurstonde these thingis; lest sum tyme he rauysche, and noon be that schal delyuere.
Give this careful consideration, you who forget God, otherwise I will tear you to pieces, and there will be no one to come to help you!
23 The sacrifice of heriyng schal onoure me; and there is the weie, where ynne Y schal schewe to hym the helthe of God.
The one who offers a sacrifice of thanksgiving praises me, and to anyone who plans his path in the right way I will show God's salvation.”
