Religion
Psalm 140
From The Book of Psalms in Metre (1644)
LORD save me from the violent,
Preserve me from the lewd:
Whose heart, (so bent)
A vile intent
Against me have pursu'd.
Continually for warres they throng,
Serpentine-Adder-like:
With sharp'ned tongue,
And poyson strong
Between their lips, they strike.
Preserve me from ungodly hands,
And from my furious fo:
Hells fier-brands,
Whose purpose stands
My steps to overthrow.
The proud that they my soul might get,
Close snares, and cords did hide:
They spread a net,
They grins have set
Hard by the high-way side.
I said to God, it doth appear
Thou art my God alone:
LORD bow thine ear,
That thou mai'st hear
My supplications grone.
O God the Lord thou didst me stead,
My soul with saving might:
And thou my head
Hast covered
In day of bloudy fight.
2. Part.
O Do not, do not grant a jot
The wicked mans desire:
O further not
His wicked plot,
Lest that should lift him higher.
As for the head of all the throng,
That do me round inclose:
With mischief sprung
From their own tongue
The LORD shall cover those.
Let fall upon them burning coals,
And cast them in the fire:
In deepest holes
Whence (damned souls)
They never may retire.
Let no blasphemer impudent,
Be stablish't here below:
Mischief shall sent
The violent,
And hunt to overthrow.
Their cause will he maintain, I know,
That is the most of might,
That undergo
Such storms of wo,
And poor mens lawfull right.
Surely the righteous every where,
Thanks to thy Name shall give:
And all that bear
A mind sincere,
In thy safe presence live.
Codex Note
A metrical version of Psalm 140.
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