Coverdale(i)
7 And why? because the kinge putteth his trust in the LORDE, & in the mercy of the most hiest he shal not myscary.
8 Let all thine enemies fele thy honde, let thy right honde fynde out all the yt hate the.
9 Thou shalt make the like a fyre ouen in tyme of thy wrath: the LORDE shal destroye the in his displeasure, & the fyre shall consume them.
10 Their frute shalt thou rote out of the earth, & their sede fro amoge the childre of men.