Psalms 7

Matthew^{(i) 1} Sigaion of Dauid, whych he sang for the wordes of Cus the sonne of Iemini. O Lord my god, in the do I trust: saue me from al them that persecute me, and delyuer me. ² Lest he deuoureth vp my soule lyke a lion and teare it in peces whyle ther is none to helpe, ³ O Lorde my God, if I haue done anye suche thyng, if there be any vnrightuousnes in my handes: ⁴ If I haue rewarded euyl vnto them that dealt frendly wyth me, or hurt them that wyth out any cause are myne enemies. ⁵ Then let myne enemye persecute my soule, and take mo: ye let hym treade my life downe in the earth, and laye myne honour in the dust. Selah. ⁶ Stande vp (O Lorde) in thy wrath, lyft vp thy selfe ouer the furyous indygnacyon of myne enemyes: aryse vp (for me) in the vengeaunce that thou hast promysed. ⁷ That the congregacion of the people maye come about the, for their sakes therfore lyfte vp thy selfe agayne. ⁸ The Lord is iudge ouer the people: auenge me then (O Lord) accordynge to my ryghtuousnes and innocency. ⁹ Oh let the wickednes of the vngodly come to an ende: but maynteyne the iust, thou rightuous God, that triest the very hertes and the reynes. ¹⁰ My helpe commeth of God, which preserueth them that are true of herte. ¹¹ God is a ryghtuous iudge, and God is euer threatnynge, ¹² If men wyll not turne, he hath whette his swearde: he hath bent his bowe and made it ready. ¹³ He hath prepared hym the weapens of death, & ordeined his arrowes to be destroied. ¹⁴ Beholde, he trauyleth wyth mischefe, he hath conceaued vnhappinesse, and broughte forth a lye. ¹⁵ He hath grauen & digged vp a pyt, but he shall fall hym selfe into the pitte that he hath made. ¹⁶ For hys vnhappinesse shall come vpon hys owne head, and hys wyckednes shal fal vpon hys owne pate. ¹⁷ As for me, I wyll geue thankes vnto the Lorde for hys ryghtuousnes sake, and wyll prayse the name of the Lorde the most hyest.