Psalms 71
1 Lord, Y hopide in thee, be Y not schent with outen ende;
David psalmus filiorum Ionadab et priorum captivorum in te Domine speravi non confundar in aeternum
2 in thi riytwisnesse delyuere thou me, and rauysche me out. Bowe doun thin eere to me; and make me saaf.
in iustitia tua libera me et eripe me inclina ad me aurem tuam et salva me
3 Be thou to me in to God a defendere; and in to a strengthid place, that thou make me saaf. For thou art my stidefastnesse; and my refuit.
esto mihi in Deum protectorem et in locum munitum ut salvum me facias quoniam firmamentum meum et refugium meum es tu
4 My God, delyuere thou me fro the hoond of the synner; and fro the hoond of a man doynge ayens the lawe, and of the wickid man.
Deus meus eripe me de manu peccatoris de manu contra legem agentis et iniqui
5 For thou, Lord, art my pacience; Lord, thou art myn hope fro my yongthe.
quoniam tu es patientia mea Domine Domine spes mea a iuventute mea
6 In thee Y am confermyd fro the wombe; thou art my defendere fro the wombe of my modir.
in te confirmatus sum ex utero de ventre matris meae tu es protector meus in te cantatio mea semper
7 My syngyng is euere in thee; Y am maad as a greet wonder to many men; and thou art a strong helpere.
tamquam prodigium factus sum multis et tu adiutor fortis
8 My mouth be fillid with heriyng; that Y synge thi glorie, al dai thi greetnesse.
repleatur os meum laude ut cantem gloriam tuam tota die magnitudinem tuam
9 Caste thou not awei me in the tyme of eldnesse; whanne my vertu failith, forsake thou not me.
non proicias me in tempore senectutis cum deficiet virtus mea ne derelinquas me
10 For myn enemyes seiden of me; and thei that kepten my lijf maden counsel togidere.
quia dixerunt inimici mei mihi et qui custodiebant animam meam consilium fecerunt in unum
11 Seiynge, God hath forsake hym; pursue ye, and take hym; for noon is that schal delyuere.
dicentes Deus dereliquit eum persequimini et conprehendite eum quia non est qui eripiat
12 God, be thou not maad afer fro me; my God, biholde thou in to myn help.
Deus ne elongeris a me Deus meus in adiutorium meum respice
13 Men that bacbiten my soule, be schent, and faile thei; and be thei hilid with schenschip and schame, that seken yuels to me.
confundantur et deficiant detrahentes animae meae operiantur confusione et pudore qui quaerunt mala mihi
14 But Y schal hope euere; and Y schal adde euere ouer al thi preising.
ego autem semper sperabo et adiciam super omnem laudem tuam
15 Mi mouth schal telle thi riytfulnesse; al dai thin helthe. For Y knewe not lettrure, Y schal entre in to the poweres of the Lord;
os meum adnuntiabit iustitiam tuam tota die salutem tuam quoniam non cognovi litteraturam
16 Lord, Y schal bithenke on thi riytfulnesse aloone.
introibo in potentiam Domini Domine memorabor iustitiae tuae solius
17 God, thou hast tauyt me fro my yongthe, and `til to now; Y schal telle out thi merueilis.
Deus docuisti me ex iuventute mea et usque nunc pronuntiabo mirabilia tua
18 And til in to `the eldnesse and the laste age; God, forsake thou not me. Til Y telle thin arm; to eche generacioun, that schal come. Til Y telle thi myyt,
et usque in senectam et senium Deus ne derelinquas me donec adnuntiem brachium tuum generationi omni quae ventura est potentiam tuam
19 and thi riytfulnesse, God, til in to the hiyeste grete dedis which thou hast do; God, who is lijk thee?
et iustitiam tuam Deus usque in altissima quae fecisti magnalia Deus quis similis tibi
20 Hou grete tribulaciouns many and yuele hast thou schewid to me; and thou conuertid hast quykenyd me, and hast eft brouyt me ayen fro the depthis of erthe.
quantas ostendisti mihi tribulationes multas et malas et conversus vivificasti me et de abyssis terrae iterum reduxisti me
21 Thou hast multiplied thi greet doyng; and thou conuertid hast coumfortid me.
multiplicasti magnificentiam tuam et conversus consolatus es me
22 For whi and Y schal knowleche to thee, thou God, thi treuthe in the instrumentis of salm; Y schal synge in an harpe to thee, that art the hooli of Israel.
nam et ego confitebor tibi in vasis psalmi veritatem tuam Deus psallam tibi in cithara Sanctus Israhel
23 Mi lippis schulen make fulli ioye, whanne Y schal synge to thee; and my soule, which thou ayen bouytist.
exultabunt labia mea cum cantavero tibi et anima mea quam redemisti
24 But and my tunge schal thenke al dai on thi riytfulnesse; whanne thei schulen be schent and aschamed, that seken yuelis to me.
sed et lingua mea tota die meditabitur iustitiam tuam cum confusi et reveriti fuerint qui quaerunt mala mihi
