Psalm 140

LEt me, oh God, from sinners be defended.
From those that are to violence inclined:
For, in their harts, they mischeef, have intended,
And in malitious Leagues, are fast combined.
Their stinging tōgs the vipers teeth have matched
Between their lipps, is Adders poyson hatched.

Lord, frō the hands of wicked men release mee;
From Cruel-men, vouchafe secure to make me:
For, to supplant my goengs, they oppresse me;
And lo, the proud prepareth snares to take mee.
Yea, they have netts, & ginns, & trapps prepared.
In al my waies that I might be insnared.

Lord, hear I pray, & mark my supplication;
Thee, for my God, oh Lord, I have professed:
And, thou (Lord God, the strength of my Salvation)
Did'st gard mee, when in Fight I was oppressed.
Oh, grant not, what the wicked man desireth,
But, crosse his plotts, lest hee too high aspireth.

The Mischeef of their lipps will fal vpon them
Ev'n on their heads, that mee have circumvented.
Coales burning-hot; shall downe be hurled on thē.
They shal with flames, in dung'ons be tormented;
And, in those Pitts infernall, be detained,
From whence, Redemption never cann be gained.

On earth, hee shall not thrive, that's evill tōgued,
For, wicked men, Reveng, to death persueth.
But, God (I knowe) doth patronize the wronged
And, in the pore man's cause, his judgmet sheweth.
For which, the just, within his presence living,
Shall glorify his name, with praises-giving.