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Psalme. LXX. Deus in adiutorium.

Haste the O God, & make good spede
For to delyuer me:
Make haste to helpe and me nowe ryd


O Lorde I call to thee.
Put to reproche, shame and rebuke
All that me vexe and noye:
And such as seke, after my soule
Confounde and them distroye.
Let them receaue, for their rewarde
Shame that to them is due:
With open mouth, they folowe me
And cryinge me pursue.


And suche as vnto, me wyshe euyll
Let them be put to flyght:
That seake the way, me to betraye
With death confounde them quite.
But let all suche, as thee shall seke
Reioyce in thee alwayes:
That in thy sauynge, health delyghts
Sayinge to thee be prayse.


But as for me, that am but poore
And in great miserye:
Yet I wyll for, ayde to thee call
Lorde hast thee to helpe me.
Prolonge not Lorde, but helpe with spede
That hast redemed me:
In paryls grate, I Lorde now stand
Unlesse I helped be.
FINIS.