I Take Refuge in You

1Shigaion of Dauid, which he sang vnto the Lord, concerning the wordes of Chush the sonne of Iemini. O lorde my God, in thee I put my trust: saue me from all that persecute me, & deliuer me,

2Least he deuoure my soule like a lion, and teare it in pieces, while there is none to helpe.

3O Lorde my God, if I haue done this thing, if there be any wickednes in mine handes,

4If I haue rewarded euill vnto him that had peace with mee, (yea I haue deliuered him that vexed me without cause)

5Then let the enemie persecute my soule and take it: yea, let him treade my life downe vpon the earth, and lay mine honour in the dust. Selah.

6Arise, O Lord, in thy wrath, and lift vp thy selfe against the rage of mine enemies, and awake for mee according to the iudgement that thou hast appointed.

7So shall the Congregation of the people compasse thee about: for their sakes therefore returne on hie.

8The Lorde shall iudge the people: Iudge thou me, O Lorde, according to my righteousnesse, and according to mine innocencie, that is in mee.

9Oh let the malice of the wicked come to an ende: but guide thou the iust: for the righteous God trieth the hearts and reines.

10My defence is in God, who preserueth the vpright in heart.

11God iudgeth the righteous, and him that contemneth God euery day.

12Except he turne, he hath whet his sword: he hath bent his bowe and made it readie.

13Hee hath also prepared him deadly weapons: hee will ordeine his arrowes for them that persecute me.

14Beholde, hee shall trauaile with wickednes: for he hath conceiued mischiefe, but he shall bring foorth a lye.

15Hee hath made a pitte and digged it, and is fallen into the pit that he made.

16His mischiefe shall returne vpon his owne head, & his crueltie shall fall vpon his owne pate.

17I wil praise the Lord according to his righteousnes, and will sing praise to the Name of the Lord most high.