Psalms 86
1 The preier of Dauid. Lord, bowe doun thin eere, and here me; for Y am nedi and pore.
A Prayer of David. Bow down thy ear, O LORD, hear me: for I [am] poor and needy.
2 Kepe thou my lijf, for Y am holi; my God, make thou saaf thi seruaunt hopynge in thee.
Preserve my soul; for I [am] holy: O thou my God, save thy servant that trusteth in thee.
3 Lord, haue thou merci on me, for Y criede al day to thee;
Be merciful to me, O LORD: for I cry to thee daily.
4 make thou glad the soule of thi seruaunt, for whi, Lord, Y haue reisid my soule to thee.
Rejoice the soul of thy servant: for to thee, O LORD, do I lift up my soul.
5 For thou, Lord, art swete and mylde; and of myche merci to alle men inwardli clepynge thee.
For thou, LORD, [art] good, and ready to forgive; and abundant in mercy to all them that call upon thee.
6 Lord, perseyue thou my preier with eeris; and yyue thou tente to the vois of my bisechyng.
Give ear, O LORD, to my prayer; and attend to the voice of my supplications.
7 In the dai of my tribulacioun Y criede to thee; for thou herdist me.
In the day of my trouble I will call upon thee: for thou wilt answer me.
8 Lord, noon among goddis is lijk thee; and noon is euene to thi werkis.
Among the gods [there is] none like thee, O LORD; neither [are there any works] like thy works.
9 Lord, alle folkis, whiche euere thou madist, schulen come, and worschipe bifore thee; and thei schulen glorifie thi name.
All nations whom thou hast made shall come and worship before thee, O LORD; and shall glorify thy name.
10 For thou art ful greet, and makinge merueils; thou art God aloone.
For thou [art] great, and doest wondrous things: thou [art] God alone.
11 Lord, lede thou me forth in thi weie, and Y schal entre in thi treuthe; myn herte be glad, that it drede thi name.
Teach me thy way, O LORD; I will walk in thy truth: unite my heart to fear thy name.
12 Mi Lord God, Y schal knouleche to thee in al myn herte; and Y schal glorifie thi name withouten ende.
I will praise thee, O LORD my God, with all my heart: and I will glorify thy name for evermore.
For great [is] thy mercy towards me: and thou hast delivered my soul from the lowest hell. (Sheol h7585)
14 God, wickid men han rise vp on me; and the synagoge of myyti men han souyt my lijf; and thei han not set forth thee in her siyt.
O God, the proud have risen against me, and the assemblies of violent [men] have sought after my soul; and have not set thee before them.
15 And thou, Lord God, doynge merci, and merciful; pacient, and of myche merci, and sothefast.
But thou, O LORD, [art] a God full of compassion, and gracious; long-suffering, and abundant in mercy and truth.
16 Biholde on me, and haue mercy on me, yyue thou the empire to thi child; and make thou saaf the sone of thin handmayden.
O turn to me, and have mercy upon me; give thy strength to thy servant, and save the son of thy handmaid.
17 Make thou with me a signe in good, that thei se, that haten me, and be aschamed; for thou, Lord, hast helpid me, and hast coumfortid me.
Show me a token for good; that they who hate me may see [it], and be ashamed: because thou, LORD, hast helped me, and comforted me.
