[1]The `title of the hundrid and nyne and thrittithe `salm. To victorie, the salm of Dauith.[2]Lord, delyuere thou me fro an yuel man; delyuere thou me fro a wickid man.[3]Whiche thouyten wickidnesses in the herte; al dai thei ordeyneden batels.[4]Thei scharpiden her tungis as serpentis; the venym of snakis vndir the lippis of hem.[5]Lord, kepe thou me fro the hond of the synnere; and delyuere thou me fro wickid men. Which thouyten to disseyue my goyngis;[6]proude men hidden a snare to me. And thei leiden forth cordis in to a snare; thei settiden sclaundir to me bisidis the weie.[7]I seide to the Lord, Thou art mi God; Lord, here thou the vois of my biseching.[8]Lord, Lord, the vertu of myn heelthe; thou madist schadowe on myn heed in the dai of batel.[9]Lord, bitake thou not me fro my desire to the synnere; thei thouyten ayens me, forsake thou not me, lest perauenture thei ben enhaunsid.[10]The heed of the cumpas of hem; the trauel of her lippis schal hile hem.[11]Colis schulen falle on hem, thou schalt caste hem doun in to fier; in wretchidnessis thei schulen not stonde.[12]A man a greet ianglere schal not be dressid in erthe; yuels schulen take an vniust man in perisching.[13]I haue knowe, that the Lord schal make dom of a nedi man; and the veniaunce of pore men.[14]Netheles iust men schulen knouleche to thi name; and riytful men schulen dwelle with thi cheer.[15][No verse][16][No verse][17][No verse][18][No verse][19][No verse][20][No verse][21][No verse][22][No verse][23][No verse][24][No verse]