Psalms 63

1 `The salm of Dauid, `whanne he was in the desert of Judee. God, my God, Y wake to thee ful eerli. Mi soule thirstide to thee; my fleisch thirstide to thee ful many foold.

A Psalm of David, when he was in the wilderness of Idumea. O God, my God, I cry to you early; my soul has thirsted for you: how often has my flesh [longed] after you, in a barren and trackless and dry land!

2 In a lond forsakun with out wei, and with out water, so Y apperide to thee in hooli; that Y schulde se thi vertu, and thi glorie.

Thus have I appeared before you in the sanctuary, that I might see your power and your glory.

3 For thi merci is betere than lyues; my lippis schulen herie thee.

For your mercy is better than life: my lips shall praise you.

4 So Y schal blesse thee in my lijf; and in thi name Y schal reise myn hondis.

Thus will I bless you during my life: I will lift up my hands in your name.

5 Mi soule be fillid as with inner fatnesse and vttermere fatnesse; and my mouth schal herie with lippis of ful out ioiyng.

Let my soul be filled as with marrow and fatness; and [my] joyful lips shall praise your name.

6 So Y hadde mynde on thee on my bed, in morewtidis Y shal thenke of thee;

Forasmuch as I have remembered you on my bed: in the early seasons I have meditated on you.

7 for thou were myn helpere. And in the keueryng of thi wyngis Y schal make `ful out ioye, my soule cleuede after thee;

For you have been my helper, and in the shelter of your wings will I rejoice.

8 thi riythond took me vp.

My soul has kept very close behind you: your right hand has upheld me.

9 Forsothe thei souyten in veyn my lijf, thei schulen entre in to the lower thingis of erthe;

But they vainly sought after my soul; they shall go into the lowest parts o the earth.

10 thei schulen be bitakun in to the hondis of swerd, thei schulen be maad the partis of foxis.

They shall be delivered up to the power of the sword; they shall be portions for foxes.

11 But the king schal be glad in God; and alle men schulen be preysid that sweren in hym, for the mouth of hem, that speken wickid thingis, is stoppid.

But the king shall rejoice in God; every one that swears by him shall be praised; for the mouth of them that speak unjust things has been stopped.