The Psalmes of David, from the New Translation of the Bible Turned into Meter ::

Save me from men to evill bent;
And from the violent:
Which mischeif in their hearts devise,
In war, and tumult rise.
Their tongues are, like a Serpents, whet;
Their lips in poyson set.
Lord! keep me from the raging foe,
That would my feet orethrow.

The proud have hidden nets prepar'd,
To take my life ensnar'd.
But I, Thou art my God, have said;
O heare, and send me aid.
O God my Lord! the strength alone
Of my salvation;
In day of battaile Thou my head
Hast safely covered.

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Grant not (O Lord!) their bad desire;
Least then their pride aspire.
Let suddaine mischeif cover those,
Who would my life enclose.
Let quenchless fire upon them raine;
Nor let them rise againe:
No violent man, nor evill tongue
On earth be stablish'd long.

I know the Lord will them maintaine,
Who have afflicted lay'n;
Their cause regards, and doth delight
To help the poor to right.
For this, unto Thy Name the just
Their thanks acknowledg must.
And those who live upright, and well,
Shall in Thy presence dwell.

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Psal. CXL.