Psalms 84
1 The salm of the sones of Chore. Lord of vertues, thi tabernaclis ben greetli loued;
To him that excelleth upon Gittith. A Psalme committed to the sonnes of Korah. O Lord of hostes, howe amiable are thy Tabernacles!
2 my soule coueitith, and failith in to the porchis of the Lord. Myn herte and my fleische; ful out ioyeden in to quyk God.
My soule longeth, yea, and fainteth for the courtes of the Lord: for mine heart and my flesh reioyce in the liuing God.
3 For whi a sparewe fyndith an hous to it silf; and a turtle fyndith a neste to it silf, where it `schal kepe hise bryddis. Lord of vertues, thin auteris; my king, and my God.
Yea, the sparrowe hath found her an house, and the swallow a nest for her, where she may lay her yong: euen by thine altars, O Lord of hostes, my King and my God.
4 Lord, blessid ben thei that dwellen in thin hous; thei schulen preise thee in to the worldis of worldis.
Blessed are they that dwell in thine house: they will euer praise thee. (Selah)
5 Blessid is the man, whos help is of thee; he hath disposid stiyngis in his herte,
Blessed is the man, whose strength is in thee, and in whose heart are thy wayes.
6 in the valei of teeris, in the place which he hath set.
They going through the vale of Baca, make welles therein: the raine also couereth the pooles.
7 For the yyuer of the lawe schal yyue blessyng, thei schulen go fro vertu in to vertu; God of goddis schal be seyn in Sion.
They goe from strength to strength, till euery one appeare before God in Zion.
8 Lord God of vertues, here thou my preier; God of Jacob, perseyue thou with eeris.
O Lord God of hostes, heare my prayer: hearken, O God of Iaakob. (Selah)
9 God, oure defender, biholde thou; and biholde in to the face of thi crist.
Beholde, O God, our shielde, and looke vpon the face of thine Anointed.
10 For whi o dai in thin hallis is bettere; than a thousynde. I chees to be `an out cast in the hous of my God; more than to dwelle in the tabernaclis of synneris.
For a day in thy courtes is better then a thousand other where: I had rather be a doore keeper in the House of my God, then to dwell in the Tabernacles of wickednesse.
11 For God loueth merci and treuthe; the Lord schal yyue grace and glorie.
For the Lord God is the sunne and shielde vnto vs: the Lord will giue grace and glory, and no good thing will he withhold from them that walke vprightly.
12 He schal not depriue hem fro goodis, that gon in innocence; Lord of vertues, blessid is the man, that hopith in thee.
O Lord of hostes, blessed is the man that trusteth in thee.
