Psalms 92
1 `The salm of `song, in the dai of sabath. It is good to knouleche to the Lord; and to synge to thi name, thou hiyeste.
A Psalm. — A Song for the sabbath-day. Good to give thanks to Jehovah, And to sing praises to Thy name, O Most High,
2 To schewe eerli thi merci; and thi treuthe bi nyyt.
To declare in the morning Thy kindness, And Thy faithfulness in the nights.
3 In a sautrie of ten cordis; with song in harpe.
On ten strings and on psaltery, On (higgaion) with harp.
4 For thou, Lord, hast delitid me in thi makyng; and Y schal make ful out ioye in the werkis of thin hondis.
For Thou hast caused me to rejoice, O Jehovah, in Thy work, Concerning the works of Thy hands I sing.
5 Lord, thi werkis ben magnefied greetli; thi thouytis ben maad ful depe.
How great have been Thy works, O Jehovah, Very deep have been Thy thoughts.
6 An vnwise man schal not knowe; and a fool schal not vndirstonde these thingis.
A brutish man doth not know, And a fool understandeth not this; —
7 Whanne synneris comen forth, as hey; and alle thei apperen, that worchen wickidnesse.
When the wicked flourish as a herb, And blossom do all workers of iniquity — For their being destroyed for ever and ever!
8 That thei perische in to the world of world; forsothe thou, Lord, art the hiyest, withouten ende. For lo!
And Thou [art] high to the age, O Jehovah.
9 Lord, thin enemyes, for lo! thin enemyes schulen perische; and alle schulen be scaterid that worchen wickidnesse.
For, lo, Thine enemies, O Jehovah, For, lo, Thine enemies, do perish, Separate themselves do all workers of iniquity.
10 And myn horn schal be reisid as an vnicorn; and myn eelde in plenteuouse merci.
And Thou exaltest as a reem my horn, I have been anointed with fresh oil.
11 And myn iye dispiside myn enemyes; and whanne wickid men rysen ayens me, myn eere schal here.
And mine eye looketh on mine enemies, Of those rising up against me, The evil doers, do mine ears hear.
12 A iust man schal floure as a palm tree; he schal be multiplied as a cedre of Liban.
The righteous as a palm-tree flourisheth, As a cedar in Lebanon he groweth.
13 Men plauntid in the hous of the Lord; schulen floure in the porchis of the hous of oure God.
Those planted in the house of Jehovah, In the courts of our God do flourish.
14 Yit thei schulen be multiplied in plenteuouse elde; and thei schulen be suffryng wel.
Still they bring forth in old age, Fat and flourishing are they,
15 That thei telle, that oure Lord God is riytful; and no wickidnesse is in hym.
To declare that upright [is] Jehovah my rock, And there is no perverseness in Him!
