An other prayer of Dauid in danger.
the 8. key.
Holie Dauid (being beseeged in his owne house by men sent to kil him)
confidently prayeth God to deliuer him, 6. and al faithful nations in like danger: 7. and
praiseth God.
1 Vnto the end, destroy not, to Dauid in the inscription of the title, when Saul sent, and
watched his house to kil him. (1. Reg. 19)
2 DELIVER me from mine enimies ô my God: and from them that rise vp against me defend me.
3 Deliuer me from them that worke iniquitie: and from bloudy men saue me.
4 Because loe they haue taken my soule: the strong haue falne violently vpon me.
5 Neyther is it mine iniquitie, nor my sinne ô Lord: without iniquitie haue I runne, and gone directly.
6 Ryse vp to meete me, and see: and thou ô Lord the God of powres, God of Israel attend to visite al nations: haue no mercie on al that worke iniquitie.
7 They wil returne at euening: and they shal suffer famine as dogges, and shal compasse the citie.
8 Behold they wil speake with their mouth, and a sworde in their lippes: because who hath heard?
9 And thou ô Lord wilt scorne them: thou wilt bring to naught al the nations.
10 I wil keepe my strength to thee: because thou art my receiuer: 11 my God, thy mercie shal preuent.
12 God wil shew vnto me concerning mine enimies, kil them not lest sometime my peoples forgete.
Disperse them in thy strength: and depose them my protector ô Lord.
13 The sinne of their mouth, the word of their lippes: and let them be taken in their pride.
And for cursing and lying they shal be talked of 14 in consummation: in wrath of comsummation and they shal not be.
And they shal know that God wil rule ouer Iacob: and ouer the ends of the earth.
15 They shal be turned at euening, and shal suffer famine as dogges: and shal compasse the citie.
16 They shal be dispersed to eate: and if they be not filled, they wil murmur also.
17 But I wil sing thy strength: and wil exalt thy mercie in the morning.
Because thou art become my receiuer, and my refuge, in the day of my tribulation.
My helper, I wil sing to thee, because thou art God my receiuer: my God, my mercie.