Psalms 65
1 `To victorie, `the salm of the song of Dauid. God, heriyng bicometh thee in Syon; and a vow schal be yolden to thee in Jerusalem.
For the choirmaster. A Psalm of David. A song. Praise awaits You, O God, in Zion; to You our vows will be fulfilled.
2 Here thou my preier; ech man schal come to thee.
O You who listen to prayer, all people will come to You.
3 The wordis of wickid men hadden the maistrye ouer vs; and thou schalt do merci to oure wickidnessis.
When iniquities prevail against me, You atone for our transgressions.
4 Blessid is he, whom thou hast chose, and hast take; he schal dwelle in thin hallis. We schulen be fillid with the goodis of thin hous;
Blessed is the one You choose and bring near to dwell in Your courts! We are filled with the goodness of Your house, the holiness of Your temple.
5 thi temple is hooli, wondurful in equite. God, oure heelthe, here thou vs; thou art hope of alle coostis of erthe, and in the see afer.
With awesome deeds of righteousness You answer us, O God of our salvation, the hope of all the ends of the earth and of the farthest seas.
6 And thou makest redi hillis in thi vertu, and art gird with power;
You formed the mountains by Your power, having girded Yourself with might.
7 which disturblist the depthe of the see, the soun of the wawis therof.
You stilled the roaring of the seas, the pounding of their waves, and the tumult of the nations.
8 Folkis schulen be disturblid, and thei that dwellen in the endis schulen drede of thi signes; thou schalt delite the outgoingis of the morewtid and euentid.
Those who live far away fear Your wonders; You make the dawn and sunset shout for joy.
9 Thou hast visitid the lond, and hast greetli fillid it; thou hast multiplied to make it riche. The flood of God was fillid with watris; thou madist redi the mete of hem, for the makyng redi therof is so.
You attend to the earth and water it; with abundance You enrich it. The streams of God are full of water, for You prepare our grain by providing for the earth.
10 Thou fillynge greetli the stremes therof, multiplie the fruytis therof; the lond bringinge forth fruytis schal be glad in goteris of it.
You soak its furrows and level its ridges; You soften it with showers and bless its growth.
11 Thou schalt blesse the coroun of the yeer of thi good wille; and thi feeldis schulen be fillid with plentee of fruytis.
You crown the year with Your bounty, and Your paths overflow with plenty.
12 The feire thingis of desert schulen wexe fatte; and litle hillis schulen be cumpassid with ful out ioiyng.
The pastures of the wilderness overflow; the hills are robed with joy.
13 The wetheris of scheep ben clothid, and valeis schulen be plenteuouse of wheete; thei schulen crye, and sotheli thei schulen seye salm.
The pastures are clothed with flocks, and the valleys are decked with grain. They shout in triumph; indeed, they sing.
