Psalm LXIV. Exaudi Deus orationem, &c.
I
Lord to my voice incline Thine ear,
And set me free from danger, and from fear!
Hide me from those, who wicked plots devise,
Are my profess'd, yet secret Enemies;
Who whet their tongues, instead of Swords,
And shoot for poyson'd arrows, bitter Words.
II
They bend their bow, and out of sight,
Watch how they unperceiv'd may wound th' Upright,
At him they fearless shoot, and plot, the while,
If this dispatch him not, what Engine will;
“Through our disguise what man can see,
Or how, say they, can we discover'd be?
III
No art they leave untry'd, but round
Seek, and ne'r rest, till what they sought is found,
Each ha's his several way, their heart's so deep,
That each, though partners, their own counsel keep:
And dare not one another trust,
Though all in this agreed against the Just.
IV
But God shall strike them with a dart,
That shall divide between the thoughts, and heart;
Both shall be wounded, both together fall,
And their own tongues shall give like death to all:
To spare their lives no man shall pray,
But frighted at their ruine flee away.
V
By their destruction all shall fear,
And dread the judgement, which they see so near;
Shall think, and speak of what the Lord ha's done,
And joy in Him, whose Pow'r was thus made known;
The Righteous in Him shall rejoyce,
And up to Heav'n in praises lift their voice.
