Psalms 5
1 To the Overseer, 'Concerning the Inheritances.' — A Psalm of David. My sayings hear, O Jehovah, Consider my (meditation)
To the ouercomere on the eritagis, the song of Dauid. Lord, perseyue thou my wordis with eeris; vndurstonde thou my cry.
2 Be attentive to the voice of my cry, My king and my God, For unto Thee I pray habitually.
Mi kyng, and my God; yyue thou tent to the vois of my preier.
3 Jehovah, [at] morning Thou hearest my voice, [At] morning I set in array for Thee, And I look out.
For, Lord, Y schal preie to thee; here thou eerly my vois.
4 For not a God desiring wickedness [art] Thou, Evil inhabiteth Thee not.
Eerli Y schal stonde nyy thee, and Y schal se; for thou art God not willynge wickidnesse.
5 The boastful station not themselves before Thine eyes: Thou hast hated all working iniquity.
Nethir an yuel willid man schal dwelle bisidis thee; nethir vniust men schulen dwelle bifor thin iyen.
6 Thou destroyest those speaking lies, A man of blood and deceit Jehovah doth abominate.
Thou hatist alle that worchen wickidnesse; thou schalt leese alle that speken leesyng. The Lord schal holde abhomynable a manquellere, and gileful man.
7 And I, in the abundance of Thy kindness, I enter Thy house, I bow myself toward Thy holy temple in Thy fear.
But, Lord, in the multitude of thi merci Y schal entre in to thin hows; Y schal worschipe to thin hooli temple in thi drede.
8 O Jehovah, lead me in Thy righteousness, Because of those observing me, Make straight before me Thy way,
Lord, lede thou forth me in thi riytfulnesse for myn enemyes; dresse thou my weie in thi siyt.
9 For there is no stability in their mouth. Their heart [is] mischiefs, An open grave [is] their throat, Their tongue they make smooth.
For whi treuthe is not in her mouth; her herte is veyn.
10 Declare them guilty, O God, Let them fall from their own counsels, In the abundance of their transgressions Drive them away, Because they have rebelled against Thee.
Her throte is an opyn sepulcre, thei diden gilefuli with her tungis; God, deme thou hem. Falle thei doun fro her thouytis, vp the multitude of her wickidnessis caste thou hem doun; for, Lord, thei han terrid thee to ire.
11 And rejoice do all trusting in Thee, To the age they sing, and Thou coverest them over, And those loving Thy name exult in Thee.
And alle that hopen in thee, be glad; thei schulen make fulli ioye with outen ende, and thou schalt dwelle in hem. And alle that louen thi name schulen haue glorie in thee;
12 For Thou blessest the righteous, O Jehovah, As a buckler with favour dost compass him!
for thou schalt blesse a iust man. Lord, thou hast corouned vs, as with the scheeld of thi good wille.
