Psalms 70

1 To the victorie `of Dauid, `to haue mynde. God, biholde thou in to myn heelp; Lord, hast thou to helpe me.

For the choirmaster. Of David. To bring remembrance. Make haste, O God, to deliver me! Hurry, O LORD, to help me!

2 Be thei schent, and aschamed; that seken my lijf. Be thei turned a bak; and schame thei, that wolen yuels to me.

May those who seek my life be ashamed and confounded; may those who wish me harm be repelled and humiliated.

3 Be thei turned awei anoon, and schame thei; that seien to me, Wel! wel!

May those who say, “Aha, aha!” retreat because of their shame.

4 Alle men that seken thee, make fulli ioie, and be glad in thee; and thei that louen thin heelthe, seie euere, The Lord be magnyfied.

May all who seek You rejoice and be glad in You; may those who love Your salvation always say, “Let God be magnified!”

5 Forsothe Y am a nedi man, and pore; God, helpe thou me. Thou art myn helper and my delyuerere; Lord, tarye thou not.

But I am poor and needy; hurry to me, O God. You are my help and my deliverer; O LORD, do not delay.