LOrd, plead my cause against my soes,
confound their force and might:
••ight on my part against all those
that seek with me to fight.
•• Lay hand upon the spear and shield,
thy self in armour dress:
••tand up for me, and fight the field,
to help me from distress.
[verse 3] Gird on thy sword, and stop the way,
mine enemies to withstand:
That thou unto my soul mayst say,
Lo I thy help at hand.
[verse 4] Confound them with rebuke and blame,
that seek my soul to spill:
••et them turn back and flee with shame,
that think to work me ill.
[verse 5] Let them disperse and flee abroad,
as wind doth drive the dust:
••nd that the angel of our God
their might away may thrust.
[verse 6] Let all their ways be void of light,
and slippery like to fall:
••••d send thine angel with thy might,
to persecute them all.
[verse 7] For why? without my fault they have
in secret set their grin:
••••d for no cause have digg'd a cave
to take my soul therein.
[verse 8] When they think least and have no care,
O Lord, destroythem all:
••••t them be trapt in their own snare,
and in their mischief fall.
[verse 9] And let my soul, my heart and voice,
In God have joy and wealth:
••••at in the Lord I may rejoyce,
••nd in his saving health.
[verse 10] And then my bones shall speak and say,
••••y parts shall all agree:
Lord, though they do seem full gay,
what man is like to thee?