1 WYC The title of the seuene and thrittithe salm. `The salm of Dauid, to bythenke on the sabat. Lord, repreue thou not me in thi strong veniaunce; nether chastice thou me in thin ire. BSB BSB: A Psalm of David, for remembrance. O LORD, do not rebuke me in Your anger or discipline me in Your wrath.
2 WYC For thin arowis ben fitchid in me; and thou hast confermed thin hond on me. BSB BSB: For Your arrows have pierced me deeply, and Your hand has pressed down on me.
3 WYC Noon helthe is in my fleisch fro the face of thin ire; no pees is to my boonys fro the face of my synnes. BSB BSB: There is no soundness in my body because of Your anger; there is no rest in my bones because of my sin.
4 WYC For my wickidnessis ben goon ouer myn heed; as an heuy birthun, tho ben maad heuy on me. BSB BSB: For my iniquities have overwhelmed me; they are a burden too heavy to bear.
5 WYC Myn heelid woundis weren rotun, and ben brokun; fro the face of myn vnwisdom. BSB BSB: My wounds are foul and festering because of my sinful folly.
6 WYC I am maad a wretche, and Y am bowid doun til in to the ende; al dai Y entride sorewful. BSB BSB: I am bent and brought low; all day long I go about mourning.
7 WYC For my leendis ben fillid with scornyngis; and helthe is not in my fleisch. BSB BSB: For my loins are full of burning pain, and no soundness remains in my body.
8 WYC I am turmentid, and maad low ful greetli; Y roride for the weilyng of myn herte. BSB BSB: I am numb and badly crushed; I groan in anguish of heart.
9 WYC Lord, al my desire is bifor thee; and my weilyng is not hid fro thee. BSB BSB: O Lord, my every desire is before You; my groaning is not hidden from You.
10 WYC Myn herte is disturblid in me, my vertu forsook me; and the liyt of myn iyen `forsook me, and it is not with me. BSB BSB: My heart pounds, my strength fails, and even the light of my eyes has faded.
11 WYC My frendis and my neiyboris neiyiden; and stoden ayens me. And thei that weren bisidis me stoden afer; BSB BSB: My beloved and friends shun my disease, and my kinsmen stand at a distance.
12 WYC and thei diden violence, that souyten my lijf. And thei that souyten yuels to me, spaken vanytees; and thouyten gilis al dai. BSB BSB: Those who seek my life lay snares; those who wish me harm speak destruction, plotting deceit all day long.
13 WYC But Y as a deef man herde not; and as a doumb man not openynge his mouth. BSB BSB: But like a deaf man, I do not hear; and like a mute man, I do not open my mouth.
14 WYC And Y am maad as a man not herynge; and not hauynge repreuyngis in his mouth. BSB BSB: I am like a man who cannot hear, whose mouth offers no reply.
15 WYC For, Lord, Y hopide in thee; my Lord God, thou schalt here me. BSB BSB: I wait for You, O LORD; You will answer, O Lord my God.
16 WYC For Y seide, Lest ony tyme myn enemyes haue ioye on me; and the while my feet ben mouyd, thei spaken grete thingis on me. BSB BSB: For I said, “Let them not gloat over me—those who taunt me when my foot slips.”
17 WYC For Y am redi to betyngis; and my sorewe is euere in my siyt. BSB BSB: For I am ready to fall, and my pain is ever with me.
18 WYC For Y schal telle my wickidnesse; and Y schal thenke for my synne. BSB BSB: Yes, I confess my iniquity; I am troubled by my sin.
19 WYC But myn enemyes lyuen, and ben confermed on me; and thei ben multiplyed, that haten me wickidli. BSB BSB: Many are my enemies without cause, and many hate me without reason.
20 WYC Thei that yelden yuels for goodis, backbitiden me; for Y suede goodnesse. BSB BSB: Those who repay my good with evil attack me for pursuing the good.
21 WYC My Lord God, forsake thou not me; go thou not awei fro me. BSB BSB: Do not forsake me, O LORD; be not far from me, O my God.
22 WYC Lord God of myn helthe; biholde thou in to myn help. BSB BSB: Come quickly to help me, O Lord my Savior.
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