Coverdale(i)
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.