The Paris Psalter: Psalm 141

 

Min stefn to þe      styrmeð, drihten,

 

and ic mid strangere      stefne swylce

 

eam biddende      bealde drihten.

 

Ic mine bene      bealde swylce

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on his gesihðe      symble ageote,

 

and mine earfeþu      ealle full georne

 

fore him sylfum      sæcge geneahhe,

 

Gif mine grame þenceað      gast teorian,

 

and þu mine stige      strange ongeate.

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On þyssum grenan wege,      þe ic gange on,

 

me oferhydige      æghwær setton

 

gearwe grine;      geara ic sceawade,

 

geseah on þa swyðran,      ne me sylfne þær

 

ænig mid gode      ongitan wolde.

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ða me eac frecne fram      fleam gedydan,

 

næs þa þe mine sawle      secean wolde,

 

þa ic to þe, drihten,      digle cleopode

 

and sona cwæð:      "þu eart min se soða hiht;

 

eart þu on lifigendra      lande swylce

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se gedefa dæl,      drihten, æghwær."

 

Beheald mine sawle,      hæleþa wealdend,

 

forþon ic geeadmeded eom      ungemete swiðe.

 

Alys me fram laþum;      hi me lungre synt

 

ealle ofer me      ungemete strange.

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Alæd me of carcernes      cluse swylce

 

mine sawle,      þæt ic syþþan forð

 

þinne naman mote      neode sæcgean.

 

Min soðfæste      snotere bidað,

 

oþþæt þu me edlean      eft forgylde.