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Psalm 59
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Þu us todrife, drihten user,and us towurpe geond werþeoda,
yrre us wurde and eft milde.
2
Eorðan ðu onhrerdest, ealle gedrefdest;hæl hyre wunde, nu heo ahrered is.
3
Feala ðu ætywdest folce ðinumheardra wisan and hi hraþe æfter
mid wynsume wine drenctest.
4
Þu becnuncge beorhte sealdestþam þe ege ðinne elne healdað,
þæt hi him gebeorgen bogan and stræle
and wæron alysede leofe þine.
5
Do me þin seo swyðre hand symle halne;13
on ðinre halignesse her aspræce:
“And ic blissie, ba gedæle
Sicimam et Conuallem, ða samod wæron
on Metiboris mihtum spedige.
6
Min is Galaad, gleaw Mannasesand Effrem ys æðele strengþu
heafdes mines her on foldan.
7
Cyninc ys me Iuda cuð;is me Moab mines hyhtes hwer,
and ic aðenige eac on Idumea,
min gescy sende, and me syððan gedo
Allophilas ealle gewylde.”
8
Hwylc gelædeð me leofran on ceastreweallum beworhte? Hwa wyle swylce me
in Idumea eac gelædan?
9
Ac ne eart þu se sylfa god, ðe us swa drife?Ne ga ðu us on mægene, mihtig drihten.
10
Syle us nu on earfoðum æðelne fultum,forðon hælu byð her on eorðan
manna gehwylces mægene idel.
11
Us sceal mægenes gemet mihtig drihtensoðfæst syllan, and he sona mæg
ure fynd gedon fracoþe to nahte.
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