Verse 1
A prayer of Dauid. Heare thou O God of iustice, be attentiue vnto my complaynt: geue eare vnto my prayer, not proceeding out of fayned lyppes.
Verse 2
Let iudgement come foorth for me from thy face: and let thine eyes loke vpon equitie.
Verse 3
Thou hast proued myne heart, thou hast visited it in the nyght season: thou hast tryed me, and founde no wickednesse, for I purposed that nothyng shoulde scape my mouth.
Verse 4
As touchyng other mens workes: through the wordes of thy lyppes I haue kept me from the way of the violent.
Verse 5
O holde thou vp my goynges in thy pathes: that my footesteppes slyp not.
Verse 6
I call vpon thee O God, for thou wilt heare me: incline thine eare to me, hearken vnto my wordes.
Verse 7
Shewe thy marueylous louyng kindnesse: thou that art the sauiour of them that trust in thee, from such as ryse vp agaynst thy ryght hande.
Verse 8
Kepe me as the apple of an eye, hyde me vnder the shadowe of thy wynges: from the face of the vngodly that go about to destroy me, from myne enemies that compasse me rounde about to take away my soule.
Verse 9
They haue inclosed them selues in their owne fat: with their mouth they speake proude thynges.
Verse 10
They haue nowe compassed me on euery syde where our way lyeth: they toote with their eyes to ouerthrow me downe on the grounde.
Verse 11
His doynges be lyke a lions that is greedy to take a pray: and as a lions whelpe lurkyng in secrete places.
Verse 12
Aryse O God, preuent his commyng, make hym to bowe: delyuer thou my soule from the vngodly which is thy sworde.
Verse 13
Deliuer thou me O God from men which be thy hande: from men, from the worlde, whose portion is in this lyfe, whose bellyes thou fyllest with thy priuie treasure.
Verse 14
Whose children haue aboundaunce: & they leaue enough of that they haue remaynyng to their babes.
Verse 15
But as for me, I will beholde thy face in ryghteousnesse: I shalbe satisfied when I awake vp after thy lykenesse.