Bishops(i)
1 Deliuer me from myne enemies O Lorde: defende me fro them that rise vp against me
2 Deliuer me from the workers of iniquitie: and saue me from the blood thirstie men
3 For lo, they lye in wayte for my soule: men of power are gathered together against me who haue committed no wickednes nor fault O God
4 When no fault is done, they runne and set them selues in order: arise to meete me and beholde
5 And thou O God Lorde of hoastes, Lorde of Israel: awake to visite all Heathen, and be not mercifull vnto all them that offend of malice. Selah
6 They go to and from at euening: they barke lyke a dogge, and runne about through the citie
7 Behold they speake with their mouth, swordes are in their lippes: for [say they] who doth heare [vs?
8 But thou O God wylt haue them in derision: thou wylt laugh all Heathen to scorne
9 I wyl reserue his strength for thee: for thou O Lorde art my refuge
10 My mercifull Lord wyll preuent me: the Lord will let me see [my desire] vpon mine enemies
11 Slay them not, lest my people forget it: but in thy stoutnes scatter them like vagaboundes, and put them downe O God our defence
12 The wordes of their lippes [be] the sinne of their mouth: O let them be taken in their pryde, for they speake nothing but curses and lies
13 Consume them in thy wrath, consume them that nothing of them remayne: and let them knowe that it is the Lord that ruleth in Iacob, & vnto the endes of the worlde. Selah
14 And let them gad vp and downe at euening: let them barke lyke a dogge, and go about the citie
15 Let them runne here and there for meate: and go to bed if they be not satisfied
16 As for me I wyll sing of thy power, and wyll prayse thy louing kindnes betimes in the morning: for thou hast ben my defence and refuge in the day of my trouble
17 Unto thee O my strength will I sing psalmes: for thou O Lorde art my refuge, and my mercyfull Lorde