1 Blessed is the man whose transgression is forgiven, whose sin is covered.2 Blessed is the man to whom Jehovah does not impute iniquity, and in whose spirit there is no guile.3 When I kept silent, my bones wore out through my roaring all day long.4 For by day and night Your hand was heavy upon me; my sap was turned into the drought of summer. Selah.5 I declared my sin to You, and my iniquity I have not hidden. I said, I will confess my transgression to Jehovah, and You forgave the iniquity of my sin. Selah.6 For this let everyone who is godly pray unto You, in a time when You may be found; surely in the floods of great waters they shall not come near him.7 You are my hiding place; You shall preserve me from distress; You shall enclose me with shouts of deliverance. Selah.8 I will instruct you and teach you in the way which you should go; I will counsel you with My eye.9 Do not be like the horse, or like the mule, which have no understanding, whose mouth must be held in with bit and bridle, so that they do not come near you.10 The wicked has many sorrows, but mercy envelops him who trusts in Jehovah.11 Be glad in Jehovah and rejoice, you righteous; and shout for joy, all you upright in heart.

1 The two and threttithe salm hath no title. Ye iust men, haue fulli ioye in the Lord; presyng togidere bicometh riytful men.2 Knouleche ye to the Lord in an harpe; synge ye to hym in a sautre of ten strengis.3 Synge ye to hym a newe song; seie ye wel salm to hym in criyng.4 For the word of the Lord is riytful; and alle hise werkis ben in feithfulnesse.5 He loueth merci and doom; the erthe is ful of the merci of the Lord.6 Heuenes ben maad stidfast bi the word of the Lord; and `al the vertu of tho bi the spirit of his mouth.7 And he gaderith togidere the watris of the see as in a bowge; and settith depe watris in tresours.8 Al erthe drede the Lord; sotheli alle men enhabitynge the world ben mouyd of hym.9 For he seide, and thingis weren maad; he comaundide, and thingis weren maad of nouyt.10 The Lord distrieth the counsels of folkis, forsothe he repreueth the thouytis of puplis; and he repreueth the counsels of prynces.11 But the counsel of the Lord dwellith with outen ende; the thouytis of his herte dwellen in generacioun and into generacioun.12 Blessid is the folk, whose Lord is his God; the puple which he chees into eritage to hym silf.13 The Lord bihelde fro heuene; he siy alle the sones of men.14 Fro his dwellyng place maad redi bifor; he bihelde on alle men, that enhabiten the erthe.15 Which made syngulerli the soules of hem; which vndurstondith all the werkis of hem.16 A kyng is not sauyd bi myche vertu; and a giaunt schal not be sauyd in the mychilnesse of his vertu.17 An hors is false to helthe; forsothe he schal not be sauyd in the habundaunce, `ether plentee, of his vertu.18 Lo! the iyen of the Lord ben on men dredynge hym; and in hem that hopen on his merci.19 That he delyuere her soules fro deth; and feede hem in hungur.20 Oure soule suffreth the Lord; for he is oure helpere and defendere.21 For oure herte schal be glad in him; and we schulen haue hope in his hooli name.22 Lord, thi merci be maad on vs; as we hopiden in thee.