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Wycliffe's English Translation (1388)
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The Septuagint in English by Brenton
LXX(EN)
[Song of a Psalm by David.]
[1]The title of the hundrid and eiytthe salm. To victorye, the salm of Dauid. [1]O God, my heart is ready, my heart is ready; I will sing and sing psalms with my glory.
[2]God, holde thou not stille my preisyng; for the mouth of the synner, and the mouth of the gileful man is openyd on me. [2]Awake, psaltery and harp; I will awake early.
[3]Thei spaken ayens me with a gileful tunge, and thei cumpassiden me with wordis of hatrede; and fouyten ayens me with out cause. [3]I will give thanks to thee, O Lord, among the people; I will sing praise to thee among the Gentiles.
[4]For that thing that thei schulden loue me, thei bacbitiden me; but Y preiede. [4]For thy mercy is great above the heavens, and thy truth reaches to the clouds.
[5]And thei settiden ayens me yuelis for goodis; and hatrede for my loue. [5]Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens; and thy glory above all the earth.
[6]Ordeyne thou a synner on him; and the deuel stonde on his riyt half. [6]That thy beloved ones may be delivered, save with thy right hand, and hear me. God has spoken in his sanctuary;
[7]Whanne he is demed, go he out condempned; and his preier `be maad in to synne. [7]I will be exalted, and will divide Sicima, and will measure out the valley of tents.
[8]Hise daies be maad fewe; and another take his bischopriche. [8]Galaad is mine; and Manasses is mine; and Ephraim is the help of mine head; Judas is my king;
[9]Hise sones be maad faderles; and his wijf a widewe. [9]Moab is the caldron of my hope; over Idumea will I cast my sandal; the Philistines are made subject to me.
[10]Hise sones tremblinge be born ouer, and begge; and be cast out of her habitaciouns. [10]Who will bring me into the fortified city? or who will guide me to Idumea?
[11]An vsurere seke al his catel; and aliens rauysche hise trauelis. [11]Wilt not thou, O God, who hast rejected us? and wilt not thou, O God, go forth with our hosts?
[12]Noon helpere be to him; nether ony be that haue mercy on hise modirles children. [12]Give us help from tribulation: for vain is the help of man.
[13]Hise sones be maad in to perisching; the name of him be don awei in oon generacioun. [13]Through God we shall do valiantly; and he will bring to nought our enemies.
Author: John Wycliffe (1328 – 1384)
Author: Sir Lancelot Charles Lee Brenton (1851)
Source: ecmarsh.com
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