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| 41:1 | The title of the oon and fourtithe salm. To victorie, to the sones of Chore. |
| 41:2 | As an hert desirith to the wellis of watris; so thou, God, my soule desirith to thee. |
| 41:3 | Mi soule thirstide to God, `that is a `quik welle; whanne schal Y come, and appere bifor the face of God? |
| 41:4 | Mi teeris weren looues to me bi dai and nyyt; while it is seid to me ech dai, Where is thi God? |
| 41:5 | I bithouyte of these thingis, and Y schedde out in me my soule; for Y schal passe in to the place of the wondurful tabernacle, til to the hows of God. In the vois of ful out ioiyng and knoulechyng; is the sown of the etere. |
| 41:6 | Mi soule, whi art thou sory; and whi disturblist thou me? Hope thou in God, for yit Y schal knouleche to hym; he is the helthe of my cheer, |
| 41:7 | and my God. My soule is disturblid at my silf; therfor, God, Y schal be myndeful of thee fro the lond of Jordan, and fro the litil hil Hermonyim. |
| 41:8 | Depthe clepith depthe; in the vois of thi wyndows. Alle thin hiye thingis and thi wawis; passiden ouer me. |
| 41:9 | The Lord sente his merci in the dai; and his song in the nyyt. |
| 41:10 | At me is a preier to the God of my lijf; Y schal seie to God, Thou art my `takere vp. Whi foryetist thou me; and whi go Y sorewful, while the enemy turmentith me? |
| 41:11 | While my boonys ben brokun togidere; myn enemyes, that troblen me, dispiseden me. While thei seien to me, bi alle daies; Where is thi God? |
| 41:12 | Mi soule, whi art thou sori; and whi disturblist thou me? Hope thou in God, for yit Y schal knouleche to hym; `he is the helthe of my cheer, and my God. |
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| 41:1 | To him that excelleth. A Psalme of Dauid. Blessed is he that iudgeth wisely of the poore: the Lord shall deliuer him in ye time of trouble. |
| 41:2 | The Lord will keepe him, and preserue him aliue: he shalbe blessed vpon the earth, and thou wilt not deliuer him vnto the will of his enemies. |
| 41:3 | The Lord wil strengthen him vpon ye bed of sorow: thou hast turned al his bed in his sicknes. |
| 41:4 | Therefore I saide, Lord haue mercie vpon me: heale my soule, for I haue sinned against thee. |
| 41:5 | Mine enemies speake euill of me, saying, When shall he die, and his name perish? |
| 41:6 | And if hee come to see mee, hee speaketh lies, but his heart heapeth iniquitie within him, and when he commeth foorth, he telleth it. |
| 41:7 | All they that hate me, whisper together against me: euen against me do they imagine mine hurt. |
| 41:8 | A mischiefe is light vpon him, and he that lyeth, shall no more rise. |
| 41:9 | Yea, my familiar friend, whom I trusted, which did eate of my bread, hath lifted vp the heele against me. |
| 41:10 | Therefore, O Lord, haue mercy vpon mee, and raise me vp: so I shall reward them. |
| 41:11 | By this I know that thou fauourest me, because mine enemie doth not triumph against me. |
| 41:12 | And as for me, thou vpholdest me in mine integritie, and doest set me before thy face for euer. |
| 41:13 | Blessed be the Lord God of Israel worlde without ende. So be it, euen so be it. |
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