Wycliffe(i)
24 Whi hidist thou thi face, and demest me thin enemy?
25 Thou schewist thi myyt ayens a leef, which is rauyschid with the wynd; and thou pursuest drye stobil.
26 For thou writist bitternessis ayens me; and wolt waste me with the synnes of my yong wexynge age.
27 Thou hast set my foot in a stok, and thou hast kept alle my pathis; and thou hast biholde the steppis of my feet.
28 And Y schal be wastid as rot, and as a cloth, which is etun of a mouyte.