[1]The title of the fyue and twentithe salm. `To Dauid.[2]Lord, preue thou me, and asaie me; brenne thou my reynes, and myn herte.[3]For whi thi merci is bifor myn iyen; and Y pleside in thi treuthe.[4]I sat not with the counsel of vanyte; and Y schal not entre with men doynge wickid thingis.[5]I hatide the chirche of yuele men; and Y schal not sitte with wickid men.[6]I schal waische myn hondis among innocentis; and, Lord, Y schal cumpasse thin auter.[7]That Y here the vois of heriyng; and that Y telle out alle thi merueils.[8]Lord, Y haue loued the fairnesse of thin hows; and the place of the dwellyng of thi glorie.[9]God, leese thou not my soule with vnfeithful men; and my lijf with men of bloodis.[10]In whose hondis wyckidnessis ben; the riythond of hem is fillid with yiftis.[11]But Y entride in myn innocens; ayenbie thou me, and haue merci on me.[12]Mi foot stood in riytfulnesse; Lord, Y schal blesse thee in chirchis.[13][No verse][14][No verse][15][No verse][16][No verse][17][No verse][18][No verse][19][No verse][20][No verse][21][No verse][22][No verse]