1 WYC The title of the eiyte and sixtithe salm. `In Ebreu thus, To the victorie, on the roosis of Dauid. `In Jerom thus, To the ouercomer, for the sones of Dauid. God, make thou me saaf; for watris `entriden til to my soule. BSB BSB: For the choirmaster. To the tune of “Lilies.” Of David. Save me, O God, for the waters are up to my neck.
2 WYC I am set in the sliym of the depthe; and `substaunce is not. I cam in to the depthe of the see; and the tempest drenchide me. BSB BSB: I have sunk into the miry depths, where there is no footing; I have drifted into deep waters, where the flood engulfs me.
3 WYC I traueilide criynge, my cheekis weren maad hoose; myn iyen failiden, the while Y hope in to my God. BSB BSB: I am weary from my crying; my throat is parched. My eyes fail, looking for my God.
4 WYC Thei that hatiden me with out cause; weren multiplied aboue the heeris of myn heed. Myn enemyes that pursueden me vniustli weren coumfortid; Y paiede thanne tho thingis, whiche Y rauischide not. BSB BSB: Those who hate me without cause outnumber the hairs of my head; many are those who would destroy me—my enemies for no reason. Though I did not steal, I must repay.
5 WYC God, thou knowist myn vnkunnyng; and my trespassis ben not hid fro thee. BSB BSB: You know my folly, O God, and my guilt is not hidden from You.
6 WYC Lord, Lord of vertues; thei, that abiden thee, be not aschamed in me. God of Israel; thei, that seken thee, be not schent on me. BSB BSB: May those who hope in You not be ashamed through me, O Lord GOD of Hosts; may those who seek You not be dishonored through me, O God of Israel.
7 WYC For Y suffride schenschipe for thee; schame hilide my face. BSB BSB: For I have endured scorn for Your sake, and shame has covered my face.
8 WYC I am maad a straunger to my britheren; and a pilgryme to the sones of my modir. BSB BSB: I have become a stranger to my brothers and a foreigner to my mother’s sons,
9 WYC For the feruent loue of thin hous eet me; and the schenschipis of men seiynge schenschipis to thee fellen on me. BSB BSB: because zeal for Your house has consumed me, and the insults of those who insult You have fallen on me.
10 WYC And Y hilide my soule with fastyng; and it was maad in to schenschip to me. BSB BSB: I wept and fasted, but it brought me reproach.
11 WYC And Y puttide my cloth an heire; and Y am maad to hem in to a parable. BSB BSB: I made sackcloth my clothing, and I was sport to them.
12 WYC Thei, that saten in the yate, spaken ayens me; and thei, that drunken wien, sungen of me. BSB BSB: Those who sit at the gate mock me, and I am the song of drunkards.
13 WYC But Lord, Y dresse my preier to thee; God, Y abide the tyme of good plesaunce. Here thou me in the multitude of thi mercy; in the treuthe of thin heelthe. BSB BSB: But my prayer to You, O LORD, is for a time of favor. In Your abundant loving devotion, O God, answer me with Your sure salvation.
14 WYC Delyuer thou me fro the cley, that Y be not faste set in; delyuere thou me fro hem that haten me, and fro depthe of watris. BSB BSB: Rescue me from the mire and do not let me sink; deliver me from my foes and out of the deep waters.
15 WYC The tempest of watir drenche not me, nethir the depthe swolowe me; nethir the pit make streit his mouth on me. BSB BSB: Do not let the floods engulf me or the depths swallow me up; let not the Pit close its mouth over me.
16 WYC Lord, here thou me, for thi merci is benygne; vp the multitude of thi merciful doyngis biholde thou in to me. BSB BSB: Answer me, O LORD, for Your loving devotion is good; turn to me in keeping with Your great compassion.
17 WYC And turne not awei thi face fro thi child; for Y am in tribulacioun, here thou me swiftli. BSB BSB: Hide not Your face from Your servant, for I am in distress. Answer me quickly!
18 WYC Yyue thou tente to my soule, and delyuer thou it; for myn enemyes delyuere thou me. BSB BSB: Draw near to my soul and redeem me; ransom me because of my foes.
19 WYC Thou knowist my schenschip, and my dispysyng; and my schame. BSB BSB: You know my reproach, my shame and disgrace. All my adversaries are before You.
20 WYC Alle that troblen me ben in thi siyt; myn herte abood schendschipe, and wretchidnesse. And Y abood hym, that was sory togidere, and noon was; and that schulde coumforte, and Y foond not. BSB BSB: Insults have broken my heart, and I am in despair. I looked for sympathy, but there was none, for comforters, but I found no one.
21 WYC And thei yauen galle in to my meete; and in my thirst thei yauen `to me drinke with vynegre. BSB BSB: They poisoned my food with gall and gave me vinegar to quench my thirst.
22 WYC The boord of hem be maad bifore hem in to a snare; and in to yeldyngis, and in to sclaundir. BSB BSB: May their table become a snare; may it be a retribution and a trap.
23 WYC Her iyen be maad derk, that thei se not; and euere bouwe doun the bak of hem. BSB BSB: May their eyes be darkened so they cannot see, and their backs be bent forever.
24 WYC Schede out thin ire on hem; and the strong veniaunce of thin ire take hem. BSB BSB: Pour out Your wrath upon them, and let Your burning anger overtake them.
25 WYC The habitacioun of hem be maad forsakun; and `noon be that dwelle in the tabernaclis of hem. BSB BSB: May their place be deserted; let there be no one to dwell in their tents.
26 WYC For thei pursueden hym, whom thou hast smyte; and thei addiden on the sorewe of my woundis. BSB BSB: For they persecute the one You struck and recount the pain of those You wounded.
27 WYC Adde thou wickidnesse on the wickidnesse of hem; and entre thei not in to thi riytwisnesse. BSB BSB: Add iniquity to their iniquity; let them not share in Your righteousness.
28 WYC Be thei don awei fro the book of lyuynge men; and be thei not writun with iust men. BSB BSB: May they be blotted out of the Book of Life and not listed with the righteous.
29 WYC I am pore and sorewful; God, thin heelthe took me vp. BSB BSB: But I am in pain and distress; let Your salvation protect me, O God.
30 WYC I schal herye the name of God with song; and Y schal magnefye hym in heriyng. BSB BSB: I will praise God’s name in song and exalt Him with thanksgiving.
31 WYC And it schal plese God more than a newe calf; bryngynge forth hornes and clees. BSB BSB: And this will please the LORD more than an ox, more than a bull with horns and hooves.
32 WYC Pore men se, and be glad; seke ye God, and youre soule schal lyue. BSB BSB: The humble will see and rejoice. You who seek God, let your hearts be revived!
33 WYC For the Lord herde pore men; and dispiside not hise boundun men. BSB BSB: For the LORD listens to the needy and does not despise His captive people.
34 WYC Heuenes and erthe, herye hym; the se, and alle crepynge bestis in tho, herye hym. BSB BSB: Let heaven and earth praise Him, the seas and everything that moves in them.
35 WYC For God schal make saaf Syon; and the citees of Juda schulen be bildid. And thei schulen dwelle there; and thei schulen gete it bi eritage. BSB BSB: For God will save Zion and rebuild the cities of Judah, that they may dwell there and possess it.
36 WYC And the seed of hise seruauntis schal haue it in possessioun; and thei that louen his name, schulen dwelle ther ynne. BSB BSB: The descendants of His servants will inherit it, and those who love His name will settle in it.
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