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[1]Thetitle of the seuene and fiftithe salm. `In Ebreu thus, To victorie; `lese thou not the swete song, ether the semely salm, of Dauid. `In Jeroms translacioun thus, To the ouercomere, that thou lese not Dauid, meke and simple.
[2]Forsotheif ye speken riytfulnesse verili; ye sones of men, deme riytfuli.
[3]Forin herte ye worchen wickidnesse in erthe; youre hondis maken redi vnriytfulnessis.
[4]Synnerisweren maad aliens fro the wombe; thei erriden fro the wombe, thei spaken false thingis.
[5]Woodnesseis to hem, bi the licnesse of a serpent; as of a deef snake, and stoppynge hise eeris.
[6]Whichschal not here the vois of charmeris; and of a venym makere charmynge wiseli.
[7]Godschal al to-breke the teeth of hem in her mouth; the Lord schal breke togidere the greet teeth of liouns.
[8]Theischulen come to nouyt, as water rennynge awei; he bente his bouwe, til thei ben maad sijk.
[9]Aswexe that fletith awei, thei schulen be takun awei; fier felle aboue, and thei siyen not the sunne.
[10]Biforethat youre thornes vndurstoden the ramne; he swolewith hem so in ire, as lyuynge men.
[11]Theiust man schal be glad, whanne he schal se veniaunce; he schal waische hise hondis in the blood of a synner.
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