1 WYC Aleph. I am a man seynge my pouert in the yerde of his indignacioun. BSB BSB: I am the man who has seen affliction under the rod of God’s wrath.
2 WYC Aleph. He droof me, and brouyte in to derknessis, and not in to liyt. BSB BSB: He has driven me away and made me walk in darkness instead of light.
3 WYC Aleph. Oneli he turnede in to me, and turnede togidere his hond al dai. BSB BSB: Indeed, He keeps turning His hand against me all day long.
4 WYC Beth. He made eld my skyn, and my fleisch; he al to-brak my boonys. BSB BSB: He has worn away my flesh and skin; He has shattered my bones.
5 WYC Beth. He bildid in my cumpas, and he cumpasside me with galle and trauel. BSB BSB: He has besieged me and surrounded me with bitterness and hardship.
6 WYC Beth. He settide me in derk places, as euerlastynge deed men. BSB BSB: He has made me dwell in darkness like those dead for ages.
7 WYC Gymel. He bildide aboute ayens me, that Y go not out; he aggregide my gyues. BSB BSB: He has walled me in so I cannot escape; He has weighed me down with chains.
8 WYC Gymel. But and whanne Y crie and preye, he hath excludid my preier. BSB BSB: Even when I cry out and plead for help, He shuts out my prayer.
9 WYC Gymel. He closide togidere my weies with square stoonus; he distriede my pathis. BSB BSB: He has barred my ways with cut stones; He has made my paths crooked.
10 WYC Deleth. He is maad a bere settinge aspies to me, a lioun in hid places. BSB BSB: He is a bear lying in wait, a lion hiding in ambush.
11 WYC Deleth. He distriede my pathis, and brak me; he settide me desolat. BSB BSB: He forced me off my path and tore me to pieces; He left me without help.
12 WYC Deleth. He bente his bowe, and settide me as a signe to an arowe. BSB BSB: He bent His bow and set me as the target for His arrow.
13 WYC He. He sente in my reynes the douytris of his arowe caas. BSB BSB: He pierced my kidneys with His arrows.
14 WYC He. Y am maad in to scorn to al the puple, the song of hem al dai. BSB BSB: I am a laughingstock to all my people; they mock me in song all day long.
15 WYC He. He fillide me with bitternesses; he gretli fillide me with wermod. BSB BSB: He has filled me with bitterness; He has intoxicated me with wormwood.
16 WYC Vau. He brak at noumbre my teeth; he fedde me with aische. BSB BSB: He has ground my teeth with gravel and trampled me in the dust.
17 WYC Vau. And my soule is putte awei; Y haue foryete goodis. BSB BSB: My soul has been deprived of peace; I have forgotten what prosperity is.
18 WYC Vau. And Y seide, Myn ende perischide, and myn hope fro the Lord. BSB BSB: So I say, “My strength has perished, along with my hope from the LORD.”
19 WYC Zai. Haue thou mynde on my pouert and goyng ouer, and on wermod and galle. BSB BSB: Remember my affliction and wandering, the wormwood and the gall.
20 WYC Zai. Bi mynde Y schal be myndeful; and my soule schal faile in me. BSB BSB: Surely my soul remembers and is humbled within me.
21 WYC Zai. Y bithenkynge these thingis in myn herte, schal hope in God. BSB BSB: Yet I call this to mind, and therefore I have hope:
23 WYC Heth. Y knew in the morewtid; thi feith is miche. BSB BSB: They are new every morning; great is Your faithfulness!
24 WYC Heth. My soule seide, The Lord is my part; therfor Y schal abide hym. BSB BSB: “The LORD is my portion,” says my soul, “therefore I will hope in Him.”
25 WYC Teth. The Lord is good to hem that hopen in to hym, to a soule sekynge hym. BSB BSB: The LORD is good to those who wait for Him, to the soul who seeks Him.
26 WYC Teth. It is good to abide with stilnesse the helthe of God. BSB BSB: It is good to wait quietly for the salvation of the LORD.
27 WYC Teth. It is good to a man, whanne he hath bore the yok fro his yongthe. BSB BSB: It is good for a man to bear the yoke while he is still young.
28 WYC Joth. He schal sitte aloone, and he schal be stille; for he reiside hym silf aboue hym silf. BSB BSB: Let him sit alone in silence, for the LORD has laid it upon him.
29 WYC Joth. He schal sette his mouth in dust, if perauenture hope is. BSB BSB: Let him bury his face in the dust—perhaps there is still hope.
30 WYC Joth. He schal yyue the cheke to a man that smytith hym; he schal be fillid with schenschipis. BSB BSB: Let him offer his cheek to the one who would strike him; let him be filled with reproach.
31 WYC Caph. For the Lord schal not putte awei with outen ende. BSB BSB: For the Lord will not cast us off forever.
32 WYC Caph. For if he castide awei, and he schal do merci bi the multitude of hise mercies. BSB BSB: Even if He causes grief, He will show compassion according to His abundant loving devotion.
33 WYC Caph. For he makide not low of his herte; and castide not awei the sones of men. Lameth. BSB BSB: For He does not willingly afflict or grieve the sons of men.
34 WYC That he schulde al to-foule vndur hise feet alle the boundun men of erthe. Lameth. BSB BSB: To crush underfoot all the prisoners of the land,
35 WYC That he schulde bowe doun the dom of man, in the siyt of the cheer of the hiyeste. BSB BSB: to deny a man justice before the Most High,
36 WYC Lameth. That he schulde peruerte a man in his dom, the Lord knew not. BSB BSB: to subvert a man in his lawsuit—of these the Lord does not approve.
37 WYC Men. Who is this that seide, that a thing schulde be don, whanne the Lord comaundide not? BSB BSB: Who has spoken and it came to pass, unless the Lord has ordained it?
38 WYC Men. Nether goodis nether yuels schulen go out of the mouth of the hiyeste. BSB BSB: Do not both adversity and good come from the mouth of the Most High?
39 WYC Men. What grutchide a man lyuynge, a man for hise synnes? BSB BSB: Why should any mortal man complain, in view of his sins?
40 WYC Nun. Serche we oure weies, and seke we, and turne we ayen to the Lord. BSB BSB: Let us examine and test our ways, and turn back to the LORD.
41 WYC Nun. Reise we oure hertis with hondis, to the Lord in to heuenes. BSB BSB: Let us lift up our hearts and hands to God in heaven:
42 WYC Nun. We han do wickidli, and han terrid thee to wraththe; therfor thou art not able to be preied. BSB BSB: “We have sinned and rebelled; You have not forgiven.”
43 WYC Sameth. Thou hilidist in stronge veniaunce, and smitidist vs; thou killidist, and sparidist not. BSB BSB: You have covered Yourself in anger and pursued us; You have killed without pity.
44 WYC Sameth. Thou settidist a clowde to thee, that preier passe not. BSB BSB: You have covered Yourself with a cloud that no prayer can pass through.
45 WYC Sameth. Thou settidist me, drawing vp bi the roote, and castynge out, in the myddis of puplis. BSB BSB: You have made us scum and refuse among the nations.
46 WYC Ayn. Alle enemyes openyden her mouth on vs. BSB BSB: All our enemies open their mouths against us.
47 WYC Ayn. Inward drede and snare is maad to vs, profesie and defoulyng. BSB BSB: Panic and pitfall have come upon us—devastation and destruction.
48 WYC Ayn. Myn iyen ledden doun departyngis of watris, for the defoulyng of the douyter of my puple. BSB BSB: Streams of tears flow from my eyes over the destruction of the daughter of my people.
49 WYC Phe. Myn iye was turmentid, and was not stille; for no reste was. BSB BSB: My eyes overflow unceasingly, without relief,
50 WYC Phe. Vntil the Lord bihelde, and siy fro heuenes. BSB BSB: until the LORD looks down from heaven and sees.
51 WYC Phe. Myn iye robbide my soule in alle the douytris of my citee. BSB BSB: My eyes bring grief to my soul because of all the daughters of my city.
52 WYC Sade. Myn enemyes token me with out cause, bi huntyng as a brid. BSB BSB: Without cause my enemies hunted me like a bird.
53 WYC Sade. My lijf slood in to a lake; and thei puttiden a stoon on me. BSB BSB: They dropped me alive into a pit and cast stones upon me.
54 WYC Sade. Watris flowiden ouer myn heed; Y seide, Y perischide. BSB BSB: The waters flowed over my head, and I thought I was going to die.
55 WYC Coph. Lord, Y clepide to help thi name, fro the laste lake. BSB BSB: I called on Your name, O LORD, out of the depths of the Pit.
56 WYC Coph. Thou herdist my vois; turne thou not awei thin eere fro my sobbyng and cries. BSB BSB: You heard my plea: “Do not ignore my cry for relief.”
57 WYC Coph. Thou neiyidist to me in the dai, wherynne Y clepide thee to help; thou seidist, Drede thou not. BSB BSB: You drew near when I called on You; You said, “Do not be afraid.”
58 WYC Res. Lord, ayenbiere of my lijf, thou demydist the cause of my soule. BSB BSB: You defend my cause, O Lord; You redeem my life.
59 WYC Res. Lord, thou siest the wickidnesse of hem ayens me; deme thou my doom. BSB BSB: You have seen, O LORD, the wrong done to me; vindicate my cause!
60 WYC Res. Thou siest al the woodnesse, alle the thouytis of hem ayenus me. BSB BSB: You have seen all their malice, all their plots against me.
61 WYC Syn. Lord, thou herdist the schenshipis of hem; alle the thouytis of hem ayens me. BSB BSB: O LORD, You have heard their insults, all their plots against me—
62 WYC Syn. The lippis of men risynge ayens me, and the thouytis of hem ayens me al dai. BSB BSB: the slander and murmuring of my assailants against me all day long.
63 WYC Syn. Se thou the sittynge and risyng ayen of hem; Y am the salm of hem. BSB BSB: When they sit and when they rise, see how they mock me in song.
64 WYC Thau. Lord, thou schalt yelde while to hem, bi the werkis of her hondis. BSB BSB: You will pay them back what they deserve, O LORD, according to the work of their hands.
65 WYC Tau. Thou schalt yyue to hem the scheeld of herte, thi trauel. BSB BSB: Put a veil of anguish over their hearts; may Your curse be upon them!
66 WYC Tau. Lord, thou schalt pursue hem in thi strong veniaunce, and thou schalt defoule hem vndur heuenes. BSB BSB: You will pursue them in anger and exterminate them from under Your heavens, O LORD.
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