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¹ Delyuer me fro myne enemies (o my God) & defende me fro the yt ryse vp agaynst me.² O delyuer me fro the wicked doers, & saue me fro the bloudthurstie me.³ 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.⁴ They rune & prepare the selues, wt out my faute: Arise, come thou helpe me, & beholde.⁵ Stode vp o LORDE God of hoostes, thou God of Israel, to vyset all Heithen: be not mercifull vnto the yt offende of malicious wickednesse.⁶ Sela. Let the go to & fro, & runne aboute the cite youlinge like dogges.⁷ Beholde, they speake (agaynst me) wt their mouth, swerdes are vnder their lippes, for who reproueth the?

⁸ But thou (o LORDE) shalt haue them in derision, thou shalt laugh all Heithe to scorne.⁹ My stregth do I ascrybe vnto the, for thou (o God) art my defender.¹⁰ God sheweth me his goodnesse plenteously, God letteth me se my desyre vpo myne enemies.¹¹ Slaye the not, lest my people forget it: but scatre the abrode with thy power & put the downe, o LORDE oure defence.¹² 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.¹³ Cosume them in yi wrath, cosume the yt they maye perish, & knowe yt it is God, which ruleth in Iacob and in all the worlde.¹⁴ Sela. Let the go to & fro, & rune aboute the cite, youlinge like dogges.¹⁵ Let the runne here & there for meate, and grudge when they haue not ynough.¹⁶ As for me, I wil synge of thy power, ad prayse thy mercy betymes in the mornynge: for thou art my defence and refuge in the tyme of my trouble.¹⁷ Vnto the (o my strength) wil I synge, for thou (o God) art my defence, and my merciful God.