Psalmi 4
1 Kad te zovem, èuj me, Bože, pravdo moja! u tjeskobi daj mi prostor; smiluj se na me i usliši molitvu moju.
`To the victorie in orguns; the salm of Dauid. Whanne Y inwardli clepid, God of my riytwisnesse herde me; in tribulacioun thou hast alargid to me.
2 Sinovi èovjeèiji! dokle æe slava moja biti u sramoti? dokle æete ljubiti ništavilo i tražiti laži?
Haue thou mercy on me; and here thou my preier. Sones of men, hou long ben ye of heuy herte? whi louen ye vanite, and seken a leesyng?
3 Znajte da Gospod divno èuva svetoga svojega; Gospod èuje kad ga zovem.
And wite ye, that the Lord hath maad merueilous his hooli man; the Lord schal here me, whanne Y schal crye to hym.
4 Gnjeveæi se ne griješite; razmislite u srcima svojim na posteljama svojim, i utolite.
Be ye wrothe, and nyle ye do synne; `and for tho thingis whiche ye seien in youre hertis and in youre beddis, be ye compunct.
5 Prinesite žrtvu za pravdu, i uzdajte se u Gospoda.
Sacrifie ye `the sacrifice of riytfulnesse, and hope ye in the Lord; many seien, Who schewide goodis to vs?
6 Mnogi govore: ko æe nam pokazati što je dobro? Obrati k nama, Gospode, svijetlo lice svoje.
Lord, the liyt of thi cheer is markid on vs; thou hast youe gladnesse in myn herte.
7 A meni si dao u srce radost veæu nego što je oni imaju, kad im rodi pšenica i vino.
Thei ben multiplied of the fruit of whete, and of wyn; and of her oile.
8 Ja mirno liježem i spavam; jer ti, Gospode, sam daješ mi te sam bez straha.
In pees in the same thing; Y schal slepe, and take reste. For thou, Lord; hast set me syngulerli in hope.
