Psalms 7
1 For the ignoraunce of Dauid, which he songe to the Lord on the wordis of Ethiopien, the sone of Gemyny. Mi Lord God, Y haue hopid in thee; make thou me saaf fro alle that pursuen me, and delyuere thou me.
A Shiggaion of David, which he sang to the Lord about Cush, the Benjamite. Lord my God, I take refuge in you. Deliver me, save me from all who pursue me;
2 Lest ony tyme he as a lioun rauysche my soule; the while noon is that ayenbieth, nether that makith saaf.
or like lions they will tear me to pieces, and rend me, past hope of rescue.
3 Mi Lord God, if Y dide this thing, if wickidnesse is in myn hondis;
Lord, my God, if my life has been such if my hands have been stained with guilt,
4 if Y `yeldide to men yeldynge to me yuels, falle Y `bi disseruyng voide fro myn enemyes;
if friends I paid back with evil, if I plundered my foes without cause,
5 myn enemy pursue my soule, and take, and defoule my lijf in erthe; and brynge my glorie in to dust.
may the enemy chase and find me, trample my life to the ground, my honor leave in the dirt! (Selah)
6 Lord, rise thou vp in thin ire; and be thou reysid in the coostis of myn enemyes.
Arise, Lord, in anger, against my foes rise in fury. Awake for my help: let justice be done.
7 And, my Lord God, rise thou in the comaundement, which thou `hast comaundid; and the synagoge of puplis schal cumpasse thee.
Gather the nations about you, and sit on your lofty throne,
8 And for this go thou ayen an hiy; the Lord demeth puplis. Lord, deme thou me bi my riytfulnesse; and bi myn innocence on me.
as the Lord, the judge of the peoples. Judge me, Lord, in my innocence and according to my integrity.
9 The wickidnesse of synneris be endid; and thou, God, sekyng the hertis and reynes, schalt dresse a iust man.
Put an end to the wrong of the wicked, protect the righteous. Searcher of hearts and minds, righteous God.
10 Mi iust help is of the Lord; that makith saaf riytful men in herte.
God is my shield: he saves the upright in heart.
11 The Lord is a iust iuge, stronge and pacient; whether he is wrooth bi alle daies?
God is a just judge, constant in righteous anger.
12 If ye ben `not conuertid, he schal florische his swerd; he hath bent his bouwe, and made it redi.
He will sharpen his sword without fail, his bow is bent and ready,
13 And therynne he hath maad redi the vessels of deth; he hath fulli maad his arewis with brennynge thingis.
his deadly weapons are ready, his arrows he makes of flame.
14 Lo! he conseyuede sorewe; he peynfuli brouyte forth vnriytfulnesse, and childide wickidnesse.
The enemy who conceives evil; pregnant with mischief, giving birth to lies,
15 He openide a lake, and diggide it out; and he felde in to the dich which he made.
a pit they have made and dug; but into the hole that they made they will fall.
16 His sorewe schal be turned in to his heed; and his wickidnesse schal come doun in to his necke.
On their own heads their mischief comes back; on their own skulls their violence comes down.
17 I schal knouleche to the Lord bi his riytfulnesse; and Y schal synge to the name of the hiyeste Lord.
I will give thanks to the Lord for his justice, and sing to the name of the Lord Most High.
