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CXLI.

1

To thee I call, hast wnto me,
Lord, to my voyce give eare.

2

When I with cryes befor thee come,
My prayr let apeare.

218

As savory incense in thy sight,
My hands lift'd wp on high,
Let as the evining sacrifice
Acceptance fynd with thee.

3

Set thow a watch befor my mouth,
O Lord, my lipps preserve;

4

Their passage guard. Let not my hart
To any evill swerve.
To practise wickednes with these
Who worke iniquity,
Or long ther delicats to taste,
Let me not taken be.

5

Me let the righteouse smytt, from love
So his reprooffe proceid;
This will I hold a soveraine balme,
Which shall not breke my heid;
For in their evills (yet) I'le pray.

6

Ther judges reull who beare,
In stony pairts thrown doun, my words
(Which sweet ar) then shall heare.

7

Evin as when one doth tim̄ber cutt,
Or cleave wpon the ground,
About the graves mouth (heir and their),
Or bones ar scattred found.

8

Bot on thee, O my God and Lord,
Myne eyes I fixed have;
In the my trust is; destitute
My soule, O doe not leave.

9

From trains laid for me, from their snaires
That work iniquity

10

Me save. The wickeds' netts themselvs
Let fange, whil I passe free.