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¹ To him that excelleth on Neginoth. A Psalme of Dauid to giue instruction. Heare my prayer, O God, and hide not thy selfe from my supplication.² Hearken vnto me, & answere me: I mourne in my prayer, and make a noyse,³ For the voyce of the enemie, and for the vexation of ye wicked, because they haue brought iniquitie vpon me, and furiously hate me.⁴ Mine heart trembleth within mee, and the terrours of death are fallen vpon me.⁵ Feare and trembling are come vpon mee, and an horrible feare hath couered me.⁶ And I said, Oh that I had wings like a doue: then would I flie away and rest.⁷ Beholde, I woulde take my flight farre off, and lodge in the wildernes. Selah.⁸ Hee would make haste for my deliuerance from the stormie winde and tempest.

⁹ Destroy, O Lord, and deuide their tongues: for I haue seene crueltie and strife in the citie.¹⁰ Day and night they goe about it vpon the walles thereof: both iniquitie and mischiefe are in the middes of it.¹¹ Wickednes is in the middes thereof: deceit and guile depart not from her streetes.¹² Surely mine enemie did not defame mee: for I could haue borne it: neither did mine aduersarie exalt himselfe against mee: for I would haue hid me from him.¹³ But it was thou, O man, euen my companion, my guide and my familiar:¹⁴ Which delited in consulting together, and went into the House of God as companions.¹⁵ Let death sense vpon them: let them goe downe quicke into the graue: for wickednes is in their dwellings, euen in the middes of them.

¹⁶ But I will call vnto God, and the Lord will saue me.¹⁷ Euening and morning, and at noone will I pray, and make a noyse, & he wil heare my voice.¹⁸ He hath deliuered my soule in peace fro the battel, that was against me: for many were wt me.¹⁹ God shall heare and afflict them, euen hee that reigneth of olde, Selah. because they haue no changes, therefore they feare not God.²⁰ Hee layed his hande vpon such, as be at peace with him, and he brake his couenant.²¹ The wordes of his mouth were softer then butter, yet warre was in his heart: his words were more gentle then oyle, yet they were swordes.²² Cast thy burden vpon the Lorde, and hee shall nourish thee: he wil not suffer the righteous to fall for euer.²³ And thou, O God, shalt bring them downe into the pitte of corruption: the bloudie, and deceitfull men shall not liue halfe their dayes: but I will trust in thee.