A    ^noteO Lorde my God, in þe; do I trust: saue me fr&obar; all th&ebar; þt; persecute me, ∧ delyuer me. Lest he hantch vp my soule like a lyon, ∧ teare it in peces, whyle there is none to helpe. O LORDE my God, yff I haue done eny soch thinge: yf there be eny vnrightuousnes in my h&abar;des: Yff I haue rewarded euell vnto th&ebar; þt; dealt frendly &wt; me or hurte th&ebar; þt; &wt; out eny cause are myne enemies: Then let myne enemie persecute my soule, ∧ take me: yee let h&ibar; treade my life downe in the earth, ∧ laye myne hono&highr; in the dust. Sela. St&obar;de vp (o LORDE) in þi; wrath, lift vp thyself ouer the furious indignaci&obar; of myne enemies: aryse vp (for me) in the vengeaunce that thou hast promysed. ^note B   That the congregacion of the people maye come aboute the, for their sakes therfore lift vp thyselff agayne, The LORDE is iudge ouer the people: Auenge me then (o LORDE) acordinge to my rightuousnes ∧ innocency. Oh let the wickednes of the vngodly come to an ende: but manteyne the iust, thou rightuous God, þt; triest the very hertes ∧ the reynes. My helpe c&obar;meth of God, ^note which preserueth them þt; are true of herte. God is a rightuous iudge, ∧ God is euer threateninge. Yf men wil not turne, he hath whet his swearde: he hath bent his bowe ∧ made it ready. He hath prepayred him the weapens of death, ∧ ordened his arowes to destroye. ^noteBeholde, he trauayleth with myschefe, he hath c&obar;ceaued vnhappynesse, and brought forth a lye. He hath grauen and dygged vp a pytte, ^note but he shal fall himself in to þe; pytte þt; he hath made. For his vnhappynes shall come vpon his owne heade, ^note ∧ his wickednes shall fall vpon his owne pate. As for me, I will geue thankes vnto the LORDE for his rightuousnes sake, and wil prayse the name of the LORDE the most hyest.

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