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For they persecute him whom thou hast smytten, & besyde thy woundes they haue geuen him moo.

As for me, I am poore & in heuynesse, let thy helpe defende me, o God.

For the LORDE heareth the poore, & despyset not his presoners.

For God wil saue Sion, & buylde the cities of Iuda, that men maye dwell there, & haue the in possession. The sede of his seruauntes shal iheret it, & they that loue his name, shal dwell therin.

As for me, I am poore & in misery, haist the God for to helpe me. Thou art my helpe, my redemer & my God: oh make no longe tarienge.

Be thou my stronge holde (where vnto I maye allwaye fle) thou that hast promised to helpe me: for thou art my house of defence & my castell.

For thou (o LORDE God) art the thinge that I loge for, thou art my hope euen fro my youth.

For myne enemies speake agaynst me, & they that laye wayte for my soule, take their councell together, sayenge: God hath forsake him, persecute him, take him, for there is none to helpe him.

As for me, I wil pacietly abyde allwaye, & wil euer encrease thy prayse.

My mouth shal speake of thy rightuousnesse & sauynge health all the daye loge, for I knowe no ende therof.

Forsake me not (o God) in myne olde age, when I am gray headed: vntill I haue shewed thyne arme vnto childers children, & thy power to all them that are yet for to come.

for they are confounded & brought vnto shame, yt sought to do me euel.

For he shal deliuer the poore whe he crieth, & the nedy yt hath no helpe.

His name shal endure for euer, his name shal remayne vnder the sonne amonge the posterites, which shalbe blessed thorow him, & all the Heithen shal prayse him.

And blessed be the name of his maiesty for euer, and all londes be fulfilled with his glory. Amen, Amen.

For they are in no parell of death, but stonde fast like a palace.

Their eyes swell for fatnesse, they do euen what they lyst.

Then thought I to vnderstonde this, but it was to harde for me.

O what is there prepared for me in heauen? there is nothinge vpo earth, that I desyre in comparison of the.

My flesh and my herte fayleth, but God is the strength of my hert, and my porcion for euer.