Psalms 50
1 A Psalm of Asaph. The God of gods — Jehovah — hath spoken, And He calleth to the earth From the rising of the sun unto its going in.
The salm of Asaph. God, the Lord of goddis, spak; and clepide the erthe,
2 From Zion, the perfection of beauty, God shone.
fro the risynge of the sunne til to the goyng doun. The schap of his fairnesse fro Syon,
3 Our God cometh, and is not silent, Fire before Him doth devour, And round about him it hath been very tempestuous.
God schal come opynli; oure God, and he schal not be stille. Fier schal brenne an hiye in his siyt; and a strong tempest in his cumpas.
4 He doth call unto the heavens from above, And unto the earth, to judge His people.
He clepide heuene aboue; and the erthe, to deme his puple.
5 Gather ye to Me My saints, Making covenant with Me over a sacrifice.
Gadere ye to hym hise seyntis; that ordeynen his testament aboue sacrifices.
6 And the heavens declare His righteousness, For God Himself [is] judge. (Selah)
`And heuenes schulen schewe his riytfulnesse; for God is the iuge.
7 Hear, O My people, and I speak, O Israel, and I testify against thee, God, thy God [am] I.
Mi puple, here thou, and Y schal speke to Israel; and Y schal witnesse to thee, Y am God, thi God.
8 Not for thy sacrifices do I reprove thee, Yea, thy burnt-offerings [Are] before Me continually.
I schal not repreue thee in thi sacrifices; and thi brent sacrifices ben euere bifor me.
9 I take not from thy house a bullock, From thy folds he goats.
I schal not take calues of thin hows; nethir geet buckis of thi flockis.
10 For Mine [is] every beast of the forest, The cattle on the hills of oxen.
For alle the wyelde beestis of wodis ben myne; werk beestis, and oxis in hillis.
11 I have known every fowl of the mountains, And the wild beast of the field [is] with Me.
I haue knowe alle the volatils of heuene; and the fairnesse of the feeld is with me.
12 If I am hungry I tell not to thee, For Mine [is] the world and its fulness.
If Y schal be hungry, Y schal not seie to thee; for the world and the fulnesse therof is myn.
13 Do I eat the flesh of bulls, And drink the blood of he-goats?
Whether Y schal eete the fleischis of boolis? ethir schal Y drynke the blood of geet buckis?
14 Sacrifice to God confession, And complete to the Most High thy vows.
Offre thou to God the sacrifice of heriyng; and yelde thin avowis to the hiyeste God.
15 And call Me in a day of adversity, I deliver thee, and thou honourest Me.
And inwardli clepe thou me in the dai of tribulacioun; and Y schal delyuere thee, and thou schalt onoure me.
16 And to the wicked hath God said: What to thee — to recount My statutes? That thou liftest up My covenant on thy mouth?
But God seide to the synnere, Whi tellist thou out my riytfulnessis; and takist my testament bi thi mouth?
17 Yea, thou hast hated instruction, And dost cast My words behind thee.
Sotheli thou hatidist lore; and hast cast awey my wordis bihynde.
18 If thou hast seen a thief, Then thou art pleased with him, And with adulterers [is] thy portion.
If thou siyest a theef, thou `hast runne with hym; and thou settidist thi part with avowtreris.
19 Thy mouth thou hast sent forth with evil, And thy tongue joineth deceit together,
Thi mouth was plenteuouse of malice; and thi tunge medlide togidere giles.
20 Thou sittest, against thy brother thou speakest, Against a son of thy mother givest slander.
Thou sittynge spakist ayens thi brother, and thou settidist sclaundir ayens the sone of thi modir;
21 These thou didst, and I kept silent, Thou hast thought that I am like thee, I reprove thee, and set in array before thine eyes.
thou didist these thingis, and Y was stille. Thou gessidist wickidli, that Y schal be lijk thee; Y schal repreue thee, and Y schal sette ayens thi face.
22 Understand this, I pray you, Ye who are forgetting God, Lest I tear, and there is no deliverer.
Ye that foryeten God, vndurstonde these thingis; lest sum tyme he rauysche, and noon be that schal delyuere.
23 He who is sacrificing praise honoureth Me, As to him who maketh a way, I cause him to look on the salvation of God!
The sacrifice of heriyng schal onoure me; and there is the weie, where ynne Y schal schewe to hym the helthe of God.
