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 Judah.” O God, thou art my God; early will I seek thee: my soul thirsteth for thee, my flesh longeth for thee in a dry land, and it is faint without water.
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.
As I have beheld thee in the sanctuary, seeing thy strength and thy glory;
3 For thi merci is betere than lyues; my lippis schulen herie thee.
Because thy kindness is better than life, my lips shall praise thee:
4 So Y schal blesse thee in my lijf; and in thi name Y schal reise myn hondis.
Thus will I bless thee while I live; in thy name will I lift up my hands.
5 Mi soule be fillid as with inner fatnesse and vttermere fatnesse; and my mouth schal herie with lippis of ful out ioiyng.
As with fat and marrow will my soul be satisfied; and with tuneful lips shall my mouth praise thee.
6 So Y hadde mynde on thee on my bed, in morewtidis Y shal thenke of thee;
When I remember thee upon my couch, I meditate on thee in the night-watches.
7 for thou were myn helpere. And in the keueryng of thi wyngis Y schal make `ful out ioye, my soule cleuede after thee;
Because thou hast been a help unto me; and in the shadow of thy wings will I sing rejoicingly.
8 thi riythond took me vp.
My soul cleaveth unto following thee: me thy right hand upholdeth.
9 Forsothe thei souyten in veyn my lijf, thei schulen entre in to the lower thingis of erthe;
But those that seek my soul, to destroy it, shall go down into the lowest deeps of 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 become a prey for jackals.
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 sweareth by him shall glorify himself; for the mouth of those that speak falsehood shall be stopped.
