Psalm 119: Samech

People that inconstant be
Constant hatred have from me:
But thy doctrine changlesse ever
Holds my love that changeth never.
For thou the closett where I hide
The shield whereby I safe abide:
My confidence expects thy promise just.
Hence, away, you cursed crue,
Gett you gon, that rid from you,
I at better ease and leisure
Maie performe my Gods good pleasure:
O Lord, as thou thy word didst give,
Sustaine me soe that I may live,
Nor make me blush, as frustrate of my trust.

Be my piller, be my stay,
Safe then I shall swerve no way:
All my witt and understanding
Shall then work on thy commanding,
For under foote thou treadst them all,
Who swerving from thy preceptes fall:
And vainly in their guile and treason trust.
Yea the wicked sort by thee
All as drosse abjected be:
Therefore what thy truth approveth,
That my love entirely loveth.
And such regard of thee I make,
For feare of Thee my flesh doth quake,
And of thy lawes, thy lawes severely just.