1 He praieth to be delivered from them which conspire against him, that he might joyfully praise God in his holie Congregation.
1.Judge ame, ô God, and defend my cause against the unmerciful bpeople: deliver me from the deceitful and wicked man.
2.For thou art the God of my strength: why hast thou put me away? why go I so mourning, when the enemie oppresseth me.
3.Send thy clight and thy truth: let them lead me: let them bring me unto thine holy Mountain and to thy Tabernacles.
4.Then dwil I go unto the altar of God, even unto the God of my joy and gladness: and upon the harp wil I give thanks unto thee, ô God, my God.
5.Why art thou cast down, my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? ewait on God: for I wil yet give him thanks, he is my present help, and my God.