- [A Psalme of Dauid.]
- Blessed be the Lord my strength, which teacheth my hands to warre, and my fingers to fight.
- My goodnes and my fortresse, my high tower and my deliuerer, my shield, and he in whome I trust: who subdueth my people vnder me.
- Lord, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him?
or the sonne of man, that thou makest account of him?
- Man is like to vanity: his dayes are as a shadow that passeth away.
- Bow thy heauens, O Lord, and come downe: touch the mountaines, and they shall smoke.
- Cast forth lightning, and scatter them: shoote out thine arrowes, and destroy them.
- Send thine hand from aboue, rid me, and deliuer me out of great waters: from the hand of strange children,
- Whose mouth speaketh vanitie: and their right hand is a right hand of falshood.
- I will sing a new song vnto thee, O God: vpon a psalterie, and an instrument of ten strings will I sing praises vnto thee.
- It is he that giueth saluation vnto kings: who deliuereth Dauid his seruant from the hurtfull sword.
- Rid me, and deliuer me from the hand of strange children, whose mouth speaketh vanitie: and their right hand is a right hand of falshood.
- That our sonnes may be as plants growen vp in their youth;
that our daughters may be as corner stones, polished after the similitude of a palace:
- That our garners may bee full, affoording all maner of store;
that our sheepe may bring forth thousands, and tenne thousands in our streetes.
- That our oxen may be strong to labour, that there be no breaking in, nor going out;
that there be no complaining in our streetes.
- Happy is that people that is in such a case: yea, happy is that people, whose God is the Lord.