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Salmos 56

1 The title of the sixte and fiftithe salm. `In Ebreu thus, To the victorie, lese thou not the semeli song, `ether the `swete song of Dauid, `whanne he fledde fro the face of Saul in to the denne. `In Jeroms translacioun thus, For victorie, that thou lese not Dauid, meke and simple, whanne he fledde fro the face of Saul in to the denne.

2 God, haue thou merci on me, haue thou merci on me; for my soule tristith in thee. And Y schal hope in the schadewe of thi wyngis; til wickidnesse passe.

3 I schal crye to God altherhiyeste; to God that dide wel to me.

4 He sente fro heuene, and delyuerede me; he yaf in to schenschip hem that defoulen me. God sente his merci and his treuthe,

5 and delyuerede my soule fro the myddis of whelpis of liouns; Y slepte disturblid. The sones of men, the teeth of hem ben armuris and arowis; and her tunge is a scharp swerd.

6 God, be thou enhaunsid aboue heuenes; and thi glorie aboue al erthe.

7 Thei maden redi a snare to my feet; and thei greetly boweden my lijf. Thei delueden a diche bifore my face; and thei felden doun in to it.

8 God, myn herte is redi, myn herte is redi; Y schal singe, and Y schal seie salm.

9 Mi glorie, rise thou vp; sautrie and harpe, rise thou vp; Y schal rise vp eerli.

10 Lord, Y schal knouleche to thee among puplis; and Y schal seie salm among hethene men.

11 For thi merci is magnified til to heuenes; and thi treuthe til to cloudis.

12 God, be thou enhaunsid aboue heuenes; and thi glorie ouer al erthe.

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