Psalms 42:9 Cross References - Wycliffe

²⁶ Y abood goodis, and yuelis ben comun to me; Y abood liyt, and derknessis braken out. ²⁷ Myn ynnere thingis buyliden out with outen my reste; daies of turment camen bifor me. ²⁸ Y yede morenynge, and Y roos with out woodnesse in the cumpenye, and criede. ²⁹ Y was the brother of dragouns, and the felow of ostrigis. ³⁰ My skyn was maad blak on me, and my boonys drieden for heete. ³¹ Myn harpe is turned in to morenyng, and myn orgun in to the vois of weperis.

¹ The `title of the threttenthe salm. To the victorie of Dauid.

² Heuenes tellen out the glorie of God; and the firmament tellith the werkis of hise hondis.

¹ The title of the two and twentithe salm. `The salm, ether the song of Dauid. The Lord gouerneth me, and no thing schal faile to me; ² in the place of pasture there he hath set me. He nurschide me on the watir of refreischyng;

¹ The title of the eiyt and twentithe salm. The salm, ethir song of Dauid. Ye sones of God, brynge to the Lord; brynge ye to the Lord the sones of rammes.

⁶ Lo! thou hast set my daies mesurable; and my substaunce is as nouyt bifor thee. Netheles al vanytee; ech man lyuynge.

² God, we herden with oure eeris; oure fadris telden to vs. The werk, which thou wrouytist in the daies of hem; and in elde daies.

³ Myn enemyes defouliden me al dai; for manye fiyteris weren ayens me.

² God, my God, Y wake to thee ful eerli. Mi soule thirstide to thee; my fleisch thirstide to thee ful many foold.

⁶ Mi soule be fillid as with inner fatnesse and vttermere fatnesse; and my mouth schal herie with lippis of ful out ioiyng. ⁷ So Y hadde mynde on thee on my bed, in morewtidis Y shal thenke of thee;

⁹ The sones of Effraym, bendinge a bouwe and sendynge arowis; weren turned in the dai of batel.

⁹ Lord God of vertues, who is lijk thee? Lord, thou art miyti, and thi treuthe is in thi cumpas.

¹ I turnede me to othere thingis, and Y siy fals chalengis, that ben don vndur the sunne, and the teeris of innocentis, and no man coumfortour; and that thei forsakun of the help of alle men, moun not ayenstonde the violence of hem.

¹ Speke thou not ony thing folily, nether thin herte be swift to brynge forth a word bifore God; for God is in heuene, and thou art on erthe, therfor thi wordis be fewe.

²⁷ Whi seist thou, Jacob, and spekist thou, Israel, My weie is hid fro the Lord, and my doom passide fro my God?

¹⁵ Whether a womman may foryete hir yonge child, that sche haue not merci on the sone of hir wombe? thouy sche foryetith, netheles Y schal not foryete thee.

¹ Lord, haue thou mynde what bifelle to vs; se thou, and biholde oure schenschipe. ² Oure eritage is turned to aliens, oure housis ben turned to straungers. ³ We ben maad fadirles children with out fadir; oure modris ben as widewis. ⁴ We drunken oure watir for monei, we bouyten oure trees for siluer. ⁵ We weren dryuun bi oure heedis, and reste was not youun to feynt men. ⁶ We yauen hond to Egipt, and to Assiriens, that we schulden be fillid with breed. ⁷ Oure fadris synneden, and ben not, and we baren the wickidnessis of hem. ⁸ Seruauntis weren lordis of vs, and noon was, that ayenbouyte fro the hond of hem. ⁹ In oure lyues we brouyten breed to vs, fro the face of swerd in desert. ¹⁰ Oure skynne is brent as a furneis, of the face of tempestis of hungur. ¹¹ Thei maden low wymmen in Sion, and virgyns in the citees of Juda. ¹² Princes weren hangid bi the hond; thei weren not aschamed of the faces of elde men. ¹³ Thei mysusiden yonge wexynge men vnchastli, and children fellen doun in tree. ¹⁴ Elde men failiden fro yatis; yonge men failiden of the queer of singeris. ¹⁵ The ioie of oure herte failide; oure song is turned in to mourenyng. ¹⁶ The coroun of oure heed fellen doun; wo to vs! for we synneden.