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| 39:1 | The title of the nyne and threttithe salm. For victorie, the song of Dauid. |
| 39:2 | Y abidynge abood the Lord; and he yaf tent to me. |
| 39:3 | And he herde my preieris; and he ledde out me fro the lake of wretchidnesse, and fro the filthe of draft. And he ordeynede my feet on a stoon; and he dresside my goyngis. |
| 39:4 | And he sente in to my mouth a newe song; a song to oure God. Many men schulen se, and schulen drede; and schulen haue hope in the Lord. |
| 39:5 | Blessid is the man, of whom the name of the Lord is his hope; and he bihelde not in to vanitees, and in to false woodnesses. |
| 39:6 | Mi Lord God, thou hast maad thi merueils manye; and in thi thouytis noon is, that is lijk thee. I teld, and Y spak; and thei ben multiplied aboue noumbre. |
| 39:7 | Thou noldist sacrifice and offryng; but thou madist perfitli eeris to me. Thou axidist not brent sacrifice, and sacrifice for synne; |
| 39:8 | thanne Y seide, Lo! Y come. In the heed of the book it is writun of me, |
| 39:9 | that Y schulde do thi wille; my God, Y wolde; and thi lawe in the myddis of myn herte. |
| 39:10 | I telde thi riytfulnesse in a greet chirche; lo! Y schal not refreine my lippis, Lord, thou wistist. |
| 39:11 | I hidde not thi riytfulnesse in myn herte; Y seide thi treuthe and thin helthe. I hidde not thi mercy and thi treuthe; fro a myche counsel. |
| 39:12 | But thou, Lord, make not fer thi merciful doyngis fro me; thi mercy and treuthe euere token me vp. |
| 39:13 | For whi yuels, of whiche is no noumbre, cumpassiden me; my wickidnessis token me, and y myyte not, that Y schulde se. Tho ben multiplied aboue the heeris of myn heed; and myn herte forsook me. |
| 39:1 | To the excellent musician Ieduthun. I thought, I will take heede to my wayes, that I sinne not with my tongue: I will keepe my mouth brideled, while the wicked is in my sight. |
| 39:2 | I was dumme and spake nothing: I kept silece euen from good, and my sorow was more stirred. |
| 39:3 | Mine heart was hote within me, and while I was musing, the fire kindeled, and I spake with my tongue, saying, |
| 39:4 | Lord, let me know mine ende, and the measure of my dayes, what it is: let mee knowe howe long I haue to liue. |
| 39:5 | Beholde, thou hast made my dayes as an hand breadth, and mine age as nothing in respect of thee: surely euery man in his best state is altogether vanitie. Selah. |
| 39:6 | Doubtlesse man walketh in a shadowe, and disquieteth himselfe in vaine: he heapeth vp riches, and cannot tell who shall gather them. |
| 39:7 | And now Lord, what wait I for? mine hope is euen in thee. |
| 39:8 | Deliuer me from all my transgressions, and make me not a rebuke vnto the foolish. |
| 39:9 | I should haue bene dumme, and not haue opened my mouth, because thou didest it. |
| 39:10 | Take thy plague away from mee: for I am consumed by the stroke of thine hand. |
| 39:11 | When thou with rebukes doest chastise man for iniquitie, thou as a mothe makest his beautie to consume: surely euery man is vanitie. Selah. |
| 39:12 | Heare my prayer, O Lord, and hearken vnto my cry: keepe not silence at my teares, for I am a strager with thee, and a soiourner as all my fathers. |
| 39:13 | Stay thine anger from me, that I may recouer my strength, before I go hence and be not. |
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