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The enemie crieth so, & the vngodly commeth on so fast: for they are mynded to do me some myschefe, so maliciously are they set agaynst me.

Destroie their tonges (o LORDE) and deuyde them, for I se vnrightuousnes & strife in ye cite.

Let death come hastely vpon them, and let them go downe quick into hell, for wickednes is amonge them in their dwellinges.

As for me, I will call vnto God, and the LORDE shall helpe me.

It is he that delyuereth my soule in peace, from them that laye waite for me: for they are many agaynst me.

Yee euen God that endureth for euer, shal heare me, and brynge them downe. Sela. For they wil not turne: and why? they feare not God.

But as for them, thou (o God) shalt cast them downe in to the pitte of destruccion.

Be mercifull vnto me (o God) for men wil treade me downe: they are daylie fightinge & troublinge me.

Myne enemies treade me daylie vnder their fete, for they be many, yt proudly fight agaynst me.

But in vayne, for it shal escape the: and why? thou (o God) in thy displeasure shalt cast downe soch people.

For thou hast delyuered my soule fro death, & my fete fro fallinge, yt I maye walke before God in ye light of ye lyuynge.

Be mercifull vnto me (o God) be mercifull vnto me, for my soule trusteth in ye: & vnder the shadowe of thy wynges shalbe my refuge, vntill wickednesse be ouerpast.

Sela. This shal God sende, for his mercy and faithfulnesse sake. I lye with my soule amonge the cruell lyons:

They haue layed a nett for my fete, & pressed downe my soule: they haue dygged a pyt before me, and are fallen in to it them selues.

For ye greatnes of thy mercy reacheth vnto the heauens, and thy faithfulnesse vnto the cloudes. Set vp thy self (o God) aboue the heaues, & thy glory aboue all ye earth.

So that men shal saye: verely, there is a rewarde for ye rightuous: doutles, there is a God that iudgeth the earth.

For lo, they lye waytinge for my soule: ye mightie me are gathered together against me, wt out eny offence or faute of me, o LORDE.

Beholde, they speake (agaynst me) wt their mouth, swerdes are vnder their lippes, for who reproueth the?

My stregth do I ascrybe vnto the, for thou (o God) art my defender.

For ye synne of their mouth, for the wordes of their lippes, & because of their pryde, let the be taken: & why? their preachinge is of cursynge & lyes.