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¹ Heare my voyce (o God) in my coplaynte, preserue my life fro feare of ye enemie.² Hyde me from the gatheringe together of ye frowarde, fro ye heape of wicked doers.³ Which whette their tuges like a swerde, & shute wt their venimous wordes like as wt arowes.⁴ That they maye preuely hurte ye innocet, & sodely to hit him wt out eny feare.⁵ They haue deuysed myschefe, and commoned amonge them selues, how they maye laye snares: tush (saye they) who shall se them?⁶ They ymagin wickednesse, and kepe it secrete amonge them selues, euery man in ye depe of his herte.

⁷ But God shall sodenly shute with an arowe, yt they shall be wounded.⁸ Yee their owne tunges shall make them fall, In so moch that who so seyth the, shal laugh the to scorne.⁹ And all men that se it, shal saye: this hath God done for they shal perceaue, yt it is his worke.¹⁰ The rightuous shal reioyse in the LORDE, and put his trust in him: and all they yt are true off herte, shalbe glad therof.