1 WYC The title of the seuene and eiytetithe salm. The song of salm, to the sones of Chore, to victorie on Mahalat, for to answere, the lernyng of Heman Ezraite. Lord God of myn helthe; Y criede in dai and nyyt bifore thee. BSB BSB: A song. A Psalm of the sons of Korah. For the choirmaster. According to Mahalath Leannoth. A Maskil of Heman the Ezrahite. O LORD, the God of my salvation, day and night I cry out before You.
2 WYC Mi preier entre bifore thi siyt; bowe doun thin eere to my preier. BSB BSB: May my prayer come before You; incline Your ear to my cry.
3 WYC For my soule is fillid with yuels; and my lijf neiyede to helle. BSB BSB: For my soul is full of troubles, and my life draws near to Sheol.
4 WYC I am gessid with hem that goon doun in to the lake; Y am maad as a man with outen help, BSB BSB: I am counted among those descending to the Pit. I am like a man without strength.
5 WYC and fre among deed men. As men woundid slepinge in sepulcris, of whiche men noon is myndeful aftir; and thei ben put awei fro thin hond. BSB BSB: I am forsaken among the dead, like the slain who lie in the grave, whom You remember no more, who are cut off from Your care.
6 WYC Thei han put me in the lower lake; in derke places, and in the schadewe of deth. BSB BSB: You have laid me in the lowest Pit, in the darkest of the depths.
7 WYC Thi strong veniaunce is confermed on me; and thou hast brouyt in alle thi wawis on me. BSB BSB: Your wrath weighs heavily upon me; all Your waves have submerged me. Selah
8 WYC Thou hast maad fer fro me my knowun; thei han set me abhomynacioun to hem silf. I am takun, and Y yede not out; BSB BSB: You have removed my friends from me; You have made me repulsive to them; I am confined and cannot escape.
9 WYC myn iyen weren sijk for pouert. Lord, Y criede to thee; al dai Y spredde abrood myn hondis to thee. BSB BSB: My eyes grow dim with grief. I call to You daily, O LORD; I spread out my hands to You.
10 WYC Whethir thou schalt do merueils to deed men; ether leechis schulen reise, and thei schulen knouleche to thee? BSB BSB: Do You work wonders for the dead? Do departed spirits rise up to praise You? Selah
11 WYC Whether ony man in sepulcre schal telle thi merci; and thi treuthe in perdicioun? BSB BSB: Can Your loving devotion be proclaimed in the grave, Your faithfulness in Abaddon?
12 WYC Whether thi merueilis schulen be knowun in derknessis; and thi riytfulnesse in the lond of foryetyng? BSB BSB: Will Your wonders be known in the darkness, or Your righteousness in the land of oblivion?
13 WYC And, Lord, Y criede to thee; and erli my preier schal bifor come to thee. BSB BSB: But to You, O LORD, I cry for help; in the morning my prayer comes before You.
14 WYC Lord, whi puttist thou awei my preier; turnest awei thi face fro me? BSB BSB: Why, O LORD, do You reject me? Why do You hide Your face from me?
15 WYC I am pore, and in traueils fro my yongthe; sotheli Y am enhaunsid, and Y am maad low, and disturblid. BSB BSB: From my youth I was afflicted and near death. I have borne Your terrors; I am in despair.
16 WYC Thi wraththis passiden on me; and thi dredis disturbliden me. BSB BSB: Your wrath has swept over me; Your terrors have destroyed me.
17 WYC Thei cumpassiden me as watir al dai; thei cumpassiden me togidere. BSB BSB: All day long they engulf me like water; they enclose me on every side.
18 WYC Thou madist fer fro me a frend and neiybore; and my knowun fro wretchidnesse. BSB BSB: You have removed my beloved and my friend; darkness is my closest companion.
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