1 WYC The title of the `hundrid and o salm. The preier of a pore man, whanne he was angwishid, and schedde out his speche bifore the Lord. Lord, here thou my preier; and my crie come to thee. BSB BSB: A prayer of one who is afflicted, when he grows faint and pours out his lament before the LORD. Hear my prayer, O LORD; let my cry for help come before You.
2 WYC Turne not awei thi face fro me; in what euere dai Y am troblid, bowe doun thin eere to me. In what euere day Y schal inwardli clepe thee; here thou me swiftli. BSB BSB: Do not hide Your face from me in my day of distress. Incline Your ear to me; answer me quickly when I call.
3 WYC For my daies han failid as smoke; and my boonus han dried vp as critouns. BSB BSB: For my days vanish like smoke, and my bones burn like glowing embers.
4 WYC I am smytun as hei, and myn herte dried vp; for Y haue foryete to eete my breed. BSB BSB: My heart is afflicted, and withered like grass; I even forget to eat my bread.
5 WYC Of the vois of my weilyng; my boon cleuede to my fleische. BSB BSB: Through my loud groaning my skin hangs on my bones.
6 WYC I am maad lijk a pellican of wildirnesse; Y am maad as a niyt crowe in an hous. BSB BSB: I am like a desert owl, like an owl among the ruins.
7 WYC I wakide; and Y am maad as a solitarie sparowe in the roof. BSB BSB: I lie awake; I am like a lone bird on a housetop.
8 WYC Al dai myn enemyes dispisiden me; and thei that preisiden me sworen ayens me. BSB BSB: All day long my enemies taunt me; they ridicule me and curse me.
9 WYC For Y eet aschis as breed; and Y meddlide my drinke with weping. BSB BSB: For I have eaten ashes like bread and mixed my drink with tears
10 WYC Fro the face of the ire of thin indignacioun; for thou reisinge me hast hurtlid me doun. BSB BSB: because of Your indignation and wrath, for You have picked me up and cast me aside.
11 WYC Mi daies boweden awei as a schadewe; and Y wexede drie as hei. BSB BSB: My days are like lengthening shadows, and I wither away like grass.
12 WYC But, Lord, thou dwellist with outen ende; and thi memorial in generacioun and in to generacioun. BSB BSB: But You, O LORD, sit enthroned forever; Your renown endures to all generations.
13 WYC Lord, thou risinge vp schalt haue merci on Sion; for the tyme `to haue merci therof cometh, for the tyme cometh. BSB BSB: You will rise up and have compassion on Zion, for it is time to show her favor—the appointed time has come.
14 WYC For the stones therof plesiden thi seruauntis; and thei schulen haue merci on the lond therof. BSB BSB: For Your servants delight in her stones and take pity on her dust.
15 WYC And, Lord, hethen men schulen drede thi name; and alle kingis of erthe schulen drede thi glori. BSB BSB: So the nations will fear the name of the LORD, and all the kings of the earth will fear Your glory.
16 WYC For the Lord hath bildid Sion; and he schal be seen in his glorie. BSB BSB: For the LORD will rebuild Zion; He has appeared in His glory.
17 WYC He bihelde on the preier of meke men; and he dispiside not the preier of hem. BSB BSB: He will turn toward the prayer of the destitute; He will not despise their prayer.
18 WYC Be these thingis writun in an othere generacioun; and the puple that schal be maad schal preise the Lord. BSB BSB: Let this be written for the generation to come, so that a people not yet created may praise the LORD.
19 WYC For he bihelde fro his hiye hooli place; the Lord lokide fro heuene in to erthe. BSB BSB: For He looked down from the heights of His sanctuary; the LORD gazed out from heaven to earth
20 WYC For to here the weilingis of feterid men; and for to vnbynde the sones of slayn men. BSB BSB: to hear a prisoner’s groaning, to release those condemned to death,
21 WYC That thei telle in Sion the name of the Lord; and his preising in Jerusalem. BSB BSB: that they may proclaim the name of the LORD in Zion and praise Him in Jerusalem,
22 WYC In gaderinge togidere puplis in to oon; and kingis, that thei serue the Lord. BSB BSB: when peoples and kingdoms assemble to serve the LORD.
23 WYC It answeride to hym in the weie of his vertu; Telle thou to me the fewnesse of my daies. BSB BSB: He has broken my strength on the way; He has cut short my days.
24 WYC Ayenclepe thou not me in the myddil of my daies; thi yeris ben in generacioun and in to generacioun. BSB BSB: I say: “O my God, do not take me in the midst of my days! Your years go on through all generations.
26 WYC Tho schulen perische, but thou dwellist perfitli; and alle schulen wexe eelde as a clooth. And thou schalt chaunge hem as an hiling, and tho schulen be chaungid; BSB BSB: They will perish, but You remain; they will all wear out like a garment. Like clothing You will change them, and they will be passed on.
27 WYC but thou art the same thi silf, and thi yeeris schulen not faile. BSB BSB: But You remain the same, and Your years will never end.
28 WYC The sones of thi seruauntis schulen dwelle; and the seed of hem schal be dressid in to the world. BSB BSB: The children of Your servants will dwell securely, and their descendants will be established before You.”
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