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Wycl PSA Chapter 7

7 The title of the seuenthe salm. For the ignoraunce of Dauid, which he songe to the Lord on the wordis of Ethiopien, the sone of Gemyny. 2 Mi Lord God, Y haue hopid in thee; make thou me saaf fro alle that pursuen me, and delyuere thou me. 3 Lest ony tyme he as a lioun rauysche my soule; the while noon is that ayenbieth, nether that makith saaf. 4 Mi Lord God, if Y dide this thing, if wickidnesse is in myn hondis; 5 if Y `yeldide to men yeldynge to me yuels, falle Y `bi disseruyng voide fro myn enemyes; 6 myn enemy pursue my soule, and take, and defoule my lijf in erthe; and brynge my glorie in to dust. 7 Lord, rise thou vp in thin ire; and be thou reysid in the coostis of myn enemyes. 8 And, my Lord God, rise thou in the comaundement, which thou `hast comaundid; and the synagoge of puplis schal cumpasse thee. 9 And for this go thou ayen an hiy; the Lord demeth puplis. Lord, deme thou me bi my riytfulnesse; and bi myn innocence on me. 10 The wickidnesse of synneris be endid; and thou, God, sekyng the hertis and reynes, schalt dresse a iust man. 11 Mi iust help is of the Lord; that makith saaf riytful men in herte. 12 The Lord is a iust iuge, stronge and pacient; whether he is wrooth bi alle daies? 13 If ye ben `not conuertid, he schal florische his swerd; he hath bent his bouwe, and made it redi. 14 And therynne he hath maad redi the vessels of deth; he hath fulli maad his arewis with brennynge thingis. 15 Lo! he conseyuede sorewe; he peynfuli brouyte forth vnriytfulnesse, and childide wickidnesse. 16 He openide a lake, and diggide it out; and he felde in to the dich which he made. 17 His sorewe schal be turned in to his heed; and his wickidnesse schal come doun in to his necke. 18 I schal knouleche to the Lord bi his riytfulnesse; and Y schal synge to the name of the hiyeste Lord.