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4:1	To hym that excelleth in musick, a psalme of Dauid. Heare me, when I call, O God, of my ryghtewesnes: thou hast set me at lybertye, when I was in trouble: haue mercy vpon me, and herken vnto my prayer.
4:2	O ye sonnes of men, howe longe wyll ye blaspheme myne honoure, & haue soch pleasure in vanyte, and seke after lesyng? Sela.
4:3	Knowe thys also, that the Lorde hathe chosen to hym selfe the man that is godlye: when I call vpon the Lorde, he wyll heare me.
4:4	Stonde in awe, and synne not: comen with youre awne herte, and in youre chamber, and be styll. Sela.
4:5	Offer the sacryfyce of ryghtewesnesse, and put youre trust in the Lorde.
4:6	There be many that saye: who wyll shewe vs any good? Lorde lyfte thou vp the lyght of thy countenaunce vpon vs.
4:7	Thou hast putt gladnesse in myne herte, sence the tyme that theyr corne & wyne increased.
4:8	I wyll laye me downe in peace, and take my rest: for it is thou Lorde onely, that makest me dwell in safetye.


4:1	The title of the fourthe salm. `To the victorie in orguns; the salm of Dauid.
4:2	Whanne Y inwardli clepid, God of my riytwisnesse herde me; in tribulacioun thou hast alargid to me.
4:3	Haue thou mercy on me; and here thou my preier. Sones of men, hou long ben ye of heuy herte? whi louen ye vanite, and seken a leesyng?
4:4	And wite ye, that the Lord hath maad merueilous his hooli man; the Lord schal here me, whanne Y schal crye to hym.
4:5	Be ye wrothe, and nyle ye do synne; `and for tho thingis whiche ye seien in youre hertis and in youre beddis, be ye compunct.
4:6	Sacrifie ye `the sacrifice of riytfulnesse, and hope ye in the Lord; many seien, Who schewide goodis to vs?
4:7	Lord, the liyt of thi cheer is markid on vs; thou hast youe gladnesse in myn herte.
4:8	Thei ben multiplied of the fruit of whete, and of wyn; and of her oile.


4:1	Heare me whe I cal, o God of my rightuousnes, thou that comfortest me in my trouble: haue mercy vpon me, and herken vnto my prayer.
4:2	O ye sonnes off men: how longe will ye blaspheme myne honoure? why haue ye soch pleasure in vanyte, & seke after lyes?
4:3	Sela Knowe this, that the LORDE dealeth maruelously with his saynte: and when I call vpon the LORDE, he heareth me.
4:4	Be angrie, but synne not: como wt youre owne hertes vpo yor beddes, & remebre yor selues.
4:5	Sela. Offre ye sacrifice of rightuousnes, & put yor trust in ye LORDE.
4:6	There be many yt saye: who wil do vs eny good? where as thou (o LORDE) hast shewed vs the light of yi countenauce.
4:7	Thou reioysest myne herte, though their encreace be greate both in corne & wyne.
4:8	Therfore wil I laye me downe in peace, & take my rest: for thou LORDE only settest me in a sure dwellynge.