The Whole book of Psalms as they are now sung in the churches, with the singing notes of the time and tune set to every syllable, made plain and easie to the understandings of all that can read by the directions in the latter part of the preface, never before done in England.

LOrd plead my cause against my foes, 〈♫〉〈♫〉 confound their force and might: 〈♫〉〈♫〉 Fight on my part against all those 〈♫〉〈♫〉 that seek with me to fight. 〈♫〉〈♫〉 [verse 2] Lay hand upon the spear and shield, 〈♫〉〈♫〉 thy self in armour dress. 〈♫〉〈♫〉 Stand up for me, and fight the field, 〈♫〉〈♫〉 to help me from distress. 〈♫〉〈♫〉 [verse 3] Gird on thy sword, and stop the way 〈♫〉〈♫〉 mine en'mies to withstand, 〈♫〉〈♫〉 That thou unto my soul mayst say, 〈♫〉〈♫〉 Lo, I thine help at hand. 〈♫〉〈♫〉 [verse 4] Comfound them with rebuke and blame, 〈♫〉〈♫〉 that seek my soul to spill: 〈♫〉〈♫〉 Let them turn back and flee with shame 〈♫〉〈♫〉 that think to work me ill. 〈♫〉〈♫〉

[verse 5] Let them disperse and fly abroad, 〈♫〉〈♫〉 as wind doth drive the dust: 〈♫〉〈♫〉 And that the Angel of our God, 〈♫〉〈♫〉 their night away may thrust. 〈♫〉〈♫〉 [verse 6] Let all their ways be void of light, 〈♫〉〈♫〉 and slipp'ry like to fall: 〈♫〉〈♫〉 And send thine Angel with thy might 〈♫〉〈♫〉 to persecute them all. 〈♫〉〈♫〉 [verse 7] For why? without my fault they have 〈♫〉〈♫〉 in secret set their gin: 〈♫〉〈♫〉 And for no cause have dig'd a cave, 〈♫〉〈♫〉 to take my soul therein. 〈♫〉〈♫〉 [verse 8] When they think least and have no care, 〈♫〉〈♫〉 O Lord, destroy them all: 〈♫〉〈♫〉 Let them be trapt in their own snare, 〈♫〉〈♫〉 and in their mischief fail. 〈♫〉〈♫〉 [verse 9] And let my soul with heart and voice 〈♫〉〈♫〉 in God have joy and wealth; 〈♫〉〈♫〉 That in the Lord I may rejoyce, 〈♫〉〈♫〉 and in his saving health. 〈♫〉〈♫〉 [verse 10] And then my bones shall speak and say, 〈♫〉〈♫〉 my parts shall all agree: 〈♫〉〈♫〉 O Lord, though they do seem full gay, 〈♫〉〈♫〉 what man is like to thee? 〈♫〉〈♫〉

[verse 11] Thou dost defend the weak from them 〈♫〉〈♫〉 that are both stout and strong: 〈♫〉〈♫〉 and rid the poor from wicked men 〈♫〉〈♫〉 that spoil and do them wrong. 〈♫〉〈♫〉 [verse 12] My cruel foes against me rise, 〈♫〉〈♫〉 to witness things untrue: 〈♫〉〈♫〉 And to accuse me they devise 〈♫〉〈♫〉 of things I never knew. 〈♫〉〈♫〉 [verse 13] Where I to them did owe good will, 〈♫〉〈♫〉 they quit me with disdain: 〈♫〉〈♫〉 That they should pay my good with ill, 〈♫〉〈♫〉 my soul doth sore complain. 〈♫〉〈♫〉 [verse 14] When they were sick I mourn'd therefore 〈♫〉〈♫〉 and clad my self in sack: 〈♫〉〈♫〉 With fasting I did faint full sore, 〈♫〉〈♫〉 to pray I was not slack. 〈♫〉〈♫〉 [verse 15] As they had been my brethren dear 〈♫〉〈♫〉 I did my self behave: 〈♫〉〈♫〉 As one that maketh woful chear 〈♫〉〈♫〉 about his mothers grave. 〈♫〉〈♫〉 [verse 16] But they at my disease did joy, 〈♫〉〈♫〉 and gather on a rout: 〈♫〉〈♫〉 Yea, abject slaves at me did toy, 〈♫〉〈♫〉 with mocks and checks full slout. 〈♫〉〈♫〉

[verse 17] The belly-gods and flatt'ring train, 〈♫〉〈♫〉 that all good things deride, 〈♫〉〈♫〉 At me do grin with great disdain, 〈♫〉〈♫〉 and pluck their mouths aside. 〈♫〉〈♫〉 [verse 18] Lord why wilt thou so long forbear 〈♫〉〈♫〉 why dost thou stay and pause? 〈♫〉〈♫〉 O rid my soul mine only dear, 〈♫〉〈♫〉 out of these Lions claws. 〈♫〉〈♫〉 [verse 19] And then will I give thanks to thee, 〈♫〉〈♫〉 before the Church always: 〈♫〉〈♫〉 And where most of the people be, 〈♫〉〈♫〉 there will I shew thy praise. 〈♫〉〈♫〉 [verse 20] Let not my foes prevail on me, 〈♫〉〈♫〉 which hate me for no fault: 〈♫〉〈♫〉 Nor let them wink or turn their eye, 〈♫〉〈♫〉 that causeless me assault.