The Psalms of David in meeter: newly translated, and diligently compared with the originall text, and former translations, more plaine, smooth, and agreeable to the text, then any heretofore. ; Allowed by the authority of the General Assembly of the Kirk of Scotland, and appointed to be sung in congregations and families.

PSAL. CXLI. A Psalm of David. (Book 141)

O Lord, I unto thee do cry, do thou make haste to me, And give an ear unto my voice, when I cry unto thee. As incense let my prayer beLine 2 directed in thine eyes; And the uplifting of my hands as th'ev'ning sacrifice.

Set, Lord, a watch before my mouth,Line 3 keep of my lips the door. My heart incline thou not untoLine 4 the ills I should abhor, To practise wicked works with men that work iniquitie: And with their delicates my taste let me not satisfie.

Let him that righteous is me smite,Line 5 it shall a kindnesse be; Let him reprove, I shall it count a precious oyl to me: Such smiting shall not break my head: for yet the time shall fall, VVhen I in their calamities to God pray for them shall.

VVhen as their Judges down shall beLine 6

in stony places cast, Then shall they hear my words, for they shall sweet be to their taste. About the graves devouring mouthLine 7 our bones are scattered round, As wood, which men do cut and cleave, lyes scattered on the ground.

But unto thee, O God the Lord,Line 8 mine eyes uplifted be: My soul do not leave destitute, my trust is set on thee. Lord, keep me safely from the snare,Line 9 which they for me prepare, And from the subtile grinnes of them, that wicked workers are.

Let workers of iniquityLine 10 into their own nets fall, VVhilst I do by thine help escape the danger of them all.