Psalms 61

1 To the victorie on orgun, to Dauid hym silf. God, here thou my biseching; yyue thou tent to my preyer.

For the choirmaster. With stringed instruments. Of David. Hear my cry, O God; attend to my prayer.

2 Fro the endis of the lond Y criede to thee; the while myn herte was angwischid, thou enhaunsidist me in a stoon.

From the ends of the earth I call out to You whenever my heart is faint. Lead me to the rock that is higher than I.

3 Thou laddest me forth, for thou art maad myn hope; a tour of strengthe fro the face of the enemye.

For You have been my refuge, a tower of strength against the enemy.

4 I schal dwelle in thi tabernacle in to worldis; Y schal be keuered in the hilyng of thi wengis.

Let me dwell in Your tent forever and take refuge in the shelter of Your wings.

5 For thou, my God, hast herd my preier; thou hast youe eritage to hem that dreden thi name.

For You have heard my vows, O God; You have given me the inheritance reserved for those who fear Your name.

6 Thou schalt adde daies on the daies of the king; hise yeeris til in to the dai of generacioun and of generacioun.

Increase the days of the king’s life; may his years span many generations.

7 He dwellith with outen ende in the siyt of God; who schal seke the merci and treuthe of hym?

May he sit enthroned in God’s presence forever; appoint Your loving devotion and Your faithfulness to guard him.

8 So Y schal seie salm to thi name in to the world of world; that Y yelde my vowis fro dai in to dai.

Then I will ever sing praise to Your name and fulfill my vows day by day.