Salmos 91:1,2+ - Bíblia Online

The `title of the oon and nyntithe salm. `The salm of `song, in the dai of sabath. 
It is good to knouleche to the Lord; and to synge to thi name, thou hiyeste. 
To schewe eerli thi merci; and thi treuthe bi nyyt. 
In a sautrie of ten cordis; with song in harpe. 
For thou, Lord, hast delitid me in thi makyng; and Y schal make ful out ioye in the werkis of thin hondis. 
Lord, thi werkis ben magnefied greetli; thi thouytis ben maad ful depe. 
An vnwise man schal not knowe; and a fool schal not vndirstonde these thingis. 
Whanne synneris comen forth, as hey; and alle thei apperen, that worchen wickidnesse. 
That thei perische in to the world of world; forsothe thou, Lord, art the hiyest, withouten ende. For lo! 
Lord, thin enemyes, for lo! thin enemyes schulen perische; and alle schulen be scaterid that worchen wickidnesse. 
And myn horn schal be reisid as an vnicorn; and myn eelde in plenteuouse merci. 
And myn iye dispiside myn enemyes; and whanne wickid men rysen ayens me, myn eere schal here. 
A iust man schal floure as a palm tree; he schal be multiplied as a cedre of Liban. 
Men plauntid in the hous of the Lord; schulen floure in the porchis of the hous of oure God. 
Yit thei schulen be multiplied in plenteuouse elde; and thei schulen be suffryng wel. That thei telle, that oure Lord God is riytful; and no wickidnesse is in hym. 

Salmos 92

The `title of the oon and nyntithe salm. `The salm of `song, in the dai of sabath. 
It is good to knouleche to the Lord; and to synge to thi name, thou hiyeste. 
To schewe eerli thi merci; and thi treuthe bi nyyt. 
In a sautrie of ten cordis; with song in harpe. 
For thou, Lord, hast delitid me in thi makyng; and Y schal make ful out ioye in the werkis of thin hondis. 
Lord, thi werkis ben magnefied greetli; thi thouytis ben maad ful depe. 
An vnwise man schal not knowe; and a fool schal not vndirstonde these thingis. 
Whanne synneris comen forth, as hey; and alle thei apperen, that worchen wickidnesse. 
That thei perische in to the world of world; forsothe thou, Lord, art the hiyest, withouten ende. For lo! 
Lord, thin enemyes, for lo! thin enemyes schulen perische; and alle schulen be scaterid that worchen wickidnesse. 
And myn horn schal be reisid as an vnicorn; and myn eelde in plenteuouse merci. 
And myn iye dispiside myn enemyes; and whanne wickid men rysen ayens me, myn eere schal here. 
A iust man schal floure as a palm tree; he schal be multiplied as a cedre of Liban. 
Men plauntid in the hous of the Lord; schulen floure in the porchis of the hous of oure God. 
Yit thei schulen be multiplied in plenteuouse elde; and thei schulen be suffryng wel. That thei telle, that oure Lord God is riytful; and no wickidnesse is in hym. 

Salmos 92