Psalms 7
1The title of the seuenthe salm. For the ignoraunce of Dauid, which he songe to the Lord on the wordis of Ethiopien, the sone of Gemyny.
2Mi Lord God, Y haue hopid in thee; make thou me saaf fro alle that pursuen me, and delyuere thou me.
3Lest ony tyme he as a lioun rauysche my soule; the while noon is that ayenbieth, nether that makith saaf.
4Mi Lord God, if Y dide this thing, if wickidnesse is in myn hondis;
5if Y `yeldide to men yeldynge to me yuels, falle Y `bi disseruyng voide fro myn enemyes;
6myn enemy pursue my soule, and take, and defoule my lijf in erthe; and brynge my glorie in to dust.
7Lord, rise thou vp in thin ire; and be thou reysid in the coostis of myn enemyes.
8And, my Lord God, rise thou in the comaundement, which thou `hast comaundid; and the synagoge of puplis schal cumpasse thee.
9And for this go thou ayen an hiy; the Lord demeth puplis. Lord, deme thou me bi my riytfulnesse; and bi myn innocence on me.
10The wickidnesse of synneris be endid; and thou, God, sekyng the hertis and reynes, schalt dresse a iust man.
11Mi iust help is of the Lord; that makith saaf riytful men in herte.
12The Lord is a iust iuge, stronge and pacient; whether he is wrooth bi alle daies?
13If ye ben `not conuertid, he schal florische his swerd; he hath bent his bouwe, and made it redi.
14And therynne he hath maad redi the vessels of deth; he hath fulli maad his arewis with brennynge thingis.
15Lo! he conseyuede sorewe; he peynfuli brouyte forth vnriytfulnesse, and childide wickidnesse.
16He openide a lake, and diggide it out; and he felde in to the dich which he made.
17His sorewe schal be turned in to his heed; and his wickidnesse schal come doun in to his necke.
18I schal knouleche to the Lord bi his riytfulnesse; and Y schal synge to the name of the hiyeste Lord.