Psalms 28

Matthew(i) 1 Of Dauid. Vnto the wil I crye, O my strong defence: thinke no scorne of me, leste if thou make the as thoughe thou herdeste not, I be come lyke them, that go downe in to the pyt. 2 Heare the voyce of my humble peticyon, when I cry vnto the, and hold vp my handes toward thy holy temple. 3 O plucke me not awaye amonge the vngodly and wickeddoers, which speake frendly to their neyghboure, but ymagin mischefe in their hertes. 4 Rewarde them accordynge to their dedes and wyckednesse of their owne inuencyons. Recompence them after the worckes of their handes, paye them that they haue deserued. 5 For they regarde not the worckes of the Lorde, nor the operacyon of his hands: therfore shall he breake them down, and not bild them vp. 6 Praysed be the Lorde, for he hath herd the voyce of myne humble petycyon. 7 The Lord is my strength and my shylde: my hert hoped in hym, and I am helped: therfore my hert daunseth for ioy, and I wil sing praises vnto hym. 8 The Lord is the strength of his people, he is the defender and Sauioure of his anoynted. 9 O helpe thy people, geue thy blessyng vnto thyne enheritaunce: fede them, and set them vp for euer.