Psalm 17

¶ Here he complaineth to God of the cruel pride and arrogancie of Saúl, and the reſt of his enemies, who thus raged without a cauſe giuen on his parte. 6 Therefore he deſireth Gód to reuenge his innocencie, and deliuer him.
¶ The prayer of Dauid.
1.HEare the right, ô Lord, cõſider my crye: hearken vnto my prayer of lips vnfained.
2.Let my ſentence come forthe from thy preſence, & let thine eyes beholde equitie.
3.Thou haſt proued & viſited mine heart in the night: thou haſt tryed me, & foundeſt nothing: for I was purpoſed that my mouth ſhulde not offend.
4.Concerning the workes of men, by the wordes of thy lippes I kept me from the paths of the cruel man.
5.Stay my ſteps in thy paths, that my fete do not ſlide.
6.I haue called vpon thee: ſurely thou wilt heare me, ô God: incline thine eare to me, & hearken vnto my wordes.
7.Shewe thy maruelous mercies, thou that art the Sauiour of them that truſt in thee, from ſuche as reſiſt thy right hand.
8.Kepe me as the apple of the eye: hide me vnder the ſhadow of thy wings,
9.From the wicked that oppreſſe me, from mine enemies, which compaſſe me rounde about for my ſoule.
10.They are incloſed in their owne fatt, and they haue ſpoken proudly with their mouth.
11.They haue compaſſed vs now in our ſteps: they haue ſet their eyes to bring downe to the grounde:
12.Like as a lyon that is gredie of praye, & as it were a lyons whelpe lurking in ſecrete places.
13.Vp Lord, diſapoint him: caſt him downe: deliuer my ſoule from the wicked with thy ſworde,
14.Frõ men by thine hand, ô Lord, from men of the worlde, who haue their porcion in this life, whoſe belies thou filleſt with thine hid treaſure: their childrẽ haue ynough, and leaue the reſt of their ſubſtãce for their children.
15.But I wil beholde thy face in righteouſnes, & when I awake, I ſhalbe ſatisfied with thine image.

Notes

1:a.
My righteo9 cauſe.
2:b.
the vengeãce that I ſhal ſhewe againſt mine enemies.
3:c.
When thy Spirit examined my conſcience
3:d.
I was innocent towarde mine enemie bothe in dede and thoght.
4:e.
Thogh the wicked prouoked me to do euil for euil, yet thy worde kept me backe
6:f.
He was aſſured that God wolde not refuſe his requeſt
7:g.
For all rebell againſt thee, wc trouble thy Churche.
9:h.
For their cruelties can not be ſatisfied but with my death
10:i.
Thei are puft vp with pride, as the ſtomake that is choked with fat
13:k.
Stop his rage
13:".
Or, which is thy ſworde
14:l.
By thine heauēlie power
14:".
Or, whoſe tyrãnie hathe ſo lõg endured
14:m.
And fele not the ſmart that Gods children oft times do
15:n.
This is ye ful felicitie, cōforting againſt all aſſaltes, to haue the face of God & fauorable countenãce opened vnto vs
15:o.
And am deliuered out of my great troubles