9 And when he had opened the fifth seal, I saw under the altar the souls of them that were slain for the word of God, and for the testimony which they held:
10 And they cried with a loud voice, saying, How long, O Lord, holy and true, dost thou not judge and avenge our blood on them that dwell on the earth?
11 And white robes were given unto every one of them; and it was said unto them, that they should rest yet for a little season, until their fellowservants also and their brethren, that should be killed as they were, should be fulfilled.
1The title of the eiyte and fourtithe salm. To victorie, a salm to the sones of Chore.
2Alle ye folkis, here these thingis; alle ye that dwellen in the world, perseyue with eeris.
3Alle the sones of erthe and the sones of men; togidere the riche man and the pore in to oon.
4Mi mouth schal speke wisdom; and the thenkyng of myn herte schal speke prudence.
5I schal bouwe doun myn eere in to a parable; Y schal opene my resoun set forth in a sautree.
6Whi schal Y drede in the yuel dai? the wickidnesse of myn heele schal cumpasse me.
7Whiche tristen in her owne vertu; and han glorie in the multitude of her richessis.
8A brother ayenbieth not, schal a man ayenbie? and he schal not yyue to God his plesyng.
9And he schal not yyue the prijs of raunsum of his soule; and he schal trauele with outen ende,
10and he schal lyue yit in to the ende.
11He schal not se perischyng, whanne he schal se wise men diynge; the vnwise man and fool schulen perische togidere. And thei schulen leeue her richessis to aliens;
12and the sepulcris of hem ben the housis of hem with outen ende. The tabernaclis of hem ben in generacioun and generacioun; thei clepiden her names in her londis.
13A man, whanne he was in honour, vndurstood not; he is comparisound to vnwise beestis, and he is maad lijk to tho.
14This weie of hem is sclaundir to hem; and aftirward thei schulen plese togidere in her mouth.
15As scheep thei ben set in helle; deth schal gnawe hem. And iust men schulen be lordis of hem in the morewtid; and the helpe of hem schal wexe eld in helle, for the glorie of hem.
16Netheles God schal ayenbie my soule from the power of helle; whanne he schal take me.
17Drede thou not, whanne a man is maad riche; and the glorie of his hows is multiplied.
18For whanne he schal die, he schal not take alle thingis; and his glorie schal not go doun with him.
19For his soule schal be blessid in his lijf; he schal knouleche to thee, whanne thou hast do wel to hym.
20He schal entre til in to the generaciouns of hise fadris; and til in to with outen ende he schal not se liyt.
21A man, whanne he was in honour, vndurstood not; he is comparisound to vnwise beestis, and is maad lijk to tho.