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 Chief Musician. By David. A reminder.] Hurry, God, to deliver me. Come quickly to help me, LORD.

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

Let them be put to shame and confounded who seek my soul. Let those who desire my ruin be turned back in disgrace.

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

Let them be turned back because of their shame who say to me, "Aha. Aha."

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.

Let all those who seek you rejoice and be glad in you. Let those who love your salvation continually say, "Let God be exalted."

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. Come to me quickly, God. You are my help and my deliverer. LORD, do not delay.