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Confitebor tibi, Psal. ix.

I Will giue thankes vnto thee, O Lorde, with my whole heart: I will speake of all thy marucellous workes.

I will bee glad and reioyce in thee: yea, my songs wil I make of thy Name, O thou most Highest.

While mine enemies are driuen backe: they shalt fall and perish at thy presence.

For thou hast maintained my right, and my cause: thou art set in the throne that iudgest right.

Thou hast rebuked the Heathen, and destroyed the vn∣godly: thou hast put out their Name for euer and euer.

O thou enemie, destructions are come to a perpetuall end: euen as the cities which thou hast destroyed, their memoriall is perished with them.

But the Lord shalt endure for euer: he hath also prepared

his seate for iudgement.

For hee shalt iudge the World in righteousnesse: and mini∣ster true iudgement vnto the people.

The Lord also will be a defence for the oppressed: euen a refuge in due time of trouble.

And they that know thy name, will put their trust in thee: for thou Lord hast neuer failed them that seeke thee.

O praise the Lord which dwelleth in Sion: shew the peo∣ple of his doings.

For when he maketh inquisition for blood, he remembreth them: and forgetteth not the complaint of the poore.

Haue mercie vpon me, O Lord, consider the trouble which I suffer of them that hate me: thou that liftest nice vp from the gates of death.

That I may shew all thy praises within the portes of the daughter of Sion: I will reioyce in thy saluation.

The heathen are sunke downe in the pit that they made: in the same net which they hid priuily, is their foot taken.

The Lorde is knowen to execute iudgement: the vngodly is trapped in the worke of his owne hands.

The wicked shalt bee turned into hell: and all the people that forget God.

For the poore shalt not alway be forgotten: the patient abi∣ding of the meeke shalt not perish for euer.

Up Lorde, and let not man haue the vpper hande: let the Heathen be iudged in thy fight.

Put them in feare, (O Lord:) that the heathen may know themselues to be but men.

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