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Chapter 39
Psal | Wycliffe | 39:3 | And he herde my preieris; and he ledde out me fro the lake of wretchidnesse, and fro the filthe of draft. And he ordeynede my feet on a stoon; and he dresside my goyngis. | |
Psal | Wycliffe | 39:4 | And he sente in to my mouth a newe song; a song to oure God. Many men schulen se, and schulen drede; and schulen haue hope in the Lord. | |
Psal | Wycliffe | 39:5 | Blessid is the man, of whom the name of the Lord is his hope; and he bihelde not in to vanitees, and in to false woodnesses. | |
Psal | Wycliffe | 39:6 | Mi Lord God, thou hast maad thi merueils manye; and in thi thouytis noon is, that is lijk thee. I teld, and Y spak; and thei ben multiplied aboue noumbre. | |
Psal | Wycliffe | 39:7 | Thou noldist sacrifice and offryng; but thou madist perfitli eeris to me. Thou axidist not brent sacrifice, and sacrifice for synne; | |
Psal | Wycliffe | 39:9 | that Y schulde do thi wille; my God, Y wolde; and thi lawe in the myddis of myn herte. | |
Psal | Wycliffe | 39:10 | I telde thi riytfulnesse in a greet chirche; lo! Y schal not refreine my lippis, Lord, thou wistist. | |
Psal | Wycliffe | 39:11 | I hidde not thi riytfulnesse in myn herte; Y seide thi treuthe and thin helthe. I hidde not thi mercy and thi treuthe; fro a myche counsel. | |
Psal | Wycliffe | 39:12 | But thou, Lord, make not fer thi merciful doyngis fro me; thi mercy and treuthe euere token me vp. | |
Psal | Wycliffe | 39:13 | For whi yuels, of whiche is no noumbre, cumpassiden me; my wickidnessis token me, and y myyte not, that Y schulde se. Tho ben multiplied aboue the heeris of myn heed; and myn herte forsook me. | |
Psal | Wycliffe | 39:15 | Be thei schent, and aschamed togidere; that seken my lijf, to take awei it. Be thei turned abac, and be thei schamed; that wolen yuels to me. | |
Psal | Wycliffe | 39:17 | Alle men that seken thee, be fulli ioyful, and be glad on thee; and seie thei, that louen thin helthe, The Lord be magnyfied euere. | |