To him that excelleth.
A Psalme of Dauid.
1
Blessed is he that iudgeth wisely of the poore: the Lord shal deliuer him in ye time of trouble.
2
The Lord will keepe him, and preserue him aliue: he shalbe blessed vpon the earth, and thou wilt not deliuer him vnto the will of his enemies.
3
The Lord wil stregthen him vpon ye bed of sorow: thou hast turned al his bed in his sicknes.
4
Therefore I saide, Lorde haue mercie vpon me: heale my soule, for I haue sinned against thee.
5
Mine enemies speake euill of me, saying, When shall he die, and his name perish?
6
And if hee come to see mee, hee speaketh lies, but his heart heapeth iniquitie within him, and when he commeth foorth, he telleth it.
7
All they that hate me, whisper together against me: euen against me do they imagine mine hurt.
8
A mischiefe is light vpon him, and he that lyeth, shall no more rise.
9
Yea, my familiar friend, whom I trusted, which did eate of my bread, hath lifted vp the heele against me.
10
Therefore, O Lord, haue mercy vpon mee, and raise me vp: so I shall reward them.
11
By this I know that thou fauourest me, because mine enemie doth not triumph against me.
12
And as for me, thou vpholdest me in mine integritie, & doest set me before thy face for euer.
13
Blessed be the Lorde God of Israel worlde without ende.
So be it, euen so be it.