Wycliffe(i)
9 Turne thou not awei thi face fro me; bouwe thou not awei in ire fro thi seruaunt. Lord, be thou myn helpere, forsake thou not me; and, God, myn helthe, dispise thou not me.
10 For my fadir and my modir han forsake me; but the Lord hath take me.
11 Lord, sette thou a lawe to me in thi weie; and dresse thou me in thi path for myn enemyes.