1To him that excelleth. A Psalme of David. Deliuer me, O Lord, from the euill man: preserue me from the cruel man:
2Which imagine euill things in their heart, and make warre continually.
3They haue sharpened their tongues like a serpent: adders poyson is vnder their lips. Selah.
4Keepe mee, O Lord, from the handes of the wicked: preserue mee from the cruell man, which purposeth to cause my steppes to slide.
5The proude haue layde a snare for me, and spred a nette with cordes in my pathway, and set grennes for me. Selah.
6Therefore I saide vnto the Lord, Thou art my God: heare, O Lord, the voyce of my prayers.