The Psalms of David in meter fitted to the tunes used in parish-churches / by John Patrick ...

PSALM CXLI

[ 1] TO my importunate requests Lord, lend a gracious Ear; And as my Danger calls aloud, To succour me appear. [ 2] O let my Pray'rs like sweet perfumes Up to thy Presence rise; And find acceptance, equal to An Evening Sacrifice, [ 3] Lord, make me carefully to watch The Motions of my Tongue; That no intemperate Speech may show Inpatient sense of wrong. [ 4] Let not my heart incline, much less Engage in Works of Sin; Nor let the wicked's Delicates Me to their practice win.

[ 5] Better to meet severe rebukes From those that, Goodness love: Their wise reproofs, tho' smarting, will A real kindness prove. No precious Ointments, to the Head So sweet and gratefull are; But to avoid mischievous ways, I'll make my daily Pray'r.

Part II.

[ 6] How free from Malice is my Soul, Saul's Captains witness bear; Who at the stony Rocks descent, Did my mild Language hear. [ 7] To us the favour of a Grave Their rage will not allow; Scatter'd and broke we lie, like ground Divided by the Plough. [ 8] But Lord, mine Eyes on thee are fix'd, My Trust is in thee still: Do not abandon me to those That seek my Blood to spill. [ 9] Tho subtil Plots to ruine me Like snares the wicked lay; Save me from those that would my Life To cruel hands betray. [ 10] May all their Gins for others laid Themselves alone insnare: Whilst I escape the Nets they spread, By God's preserving Care.