21 Do not I hate them, O Lord, that | hate thee: and am not I grieved with those that rise up against thee?

22 Yea, I hate them right | sore: even as | though they were mine | enemies.

23 Try me, O God, and seek the ground of my heart: prove me, and ex | amine my | thoughts.

24 Look well if there be any way of | wicked ness in me and lead me in the way ever | lasting.

Psalm cxl. Eripe me, domine.

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DELIVER me, O Lord, from the le vill man :

and preserve me from the wick · ed | man. 2 Who imagine mischief | in their | hearts: and stir up strife | all the day long.

3 They have sharpened their tongues like al serpent: adder's | poison is | under their lips. 4 Keep me, O Lord, from the hands of the un godly preserve me from the wicked men, who are purposed to overthrow my goings.

5 The proud have laid a snare for me, and spread a net a broad with cords: yea | and set | traps in my way.

6 I said unto the Lord, Thou art my | God: hear the voice of my prayers, O Lord.

7 O Lord God, thou | strength of · 'my | health: thou hast covered my head in the day of | battle.

8 Let not the ungodly have his desire, O Lord: let not his mischievous imagination prosper, | lest they be too proud.

9 Let the mischief of their own lips fall upon the head of them: that | com pass | me about. 10 Let hot burning coals | fall upon them : let them be cast into the fire, and into the pit, that they never rise | up a \gain.

11 A man full of words shall not prosper up on the earth evil shall hunt the wicked | person to overthrow him.

12 Sure I am that the Lord will a venge the | poor and main | tain · the | cause of the | helpless.

13 The righteous also shall give thanks un to thy Name: and the just shall continue | in thy sight.

Psalm cxli. Domine, clamavi.

LORD, I call upon thee, haste thee un. to!

me: and consider my voice | when · I | cry unto thee.

2 Let my prayer be set forth in thy sight | as. the incense and let the lifting up of my hands be an evening | sacrifice.

3 Set a watch, O Lord, before · my | mouth : and keep the door of my lips.

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4 O let not mine heart be inclined to any | evil | thing: let me not be occupied in ungodly works with the men that work wickedness, lest I eat of such things as | please | them.

5 Let the righteous rather | smite me friendly: and ||re|prove me.

6 But let not their precious balms | break my head: yea, I will pray yet against their wickedness.

7 Let their judges be overthrown in | stony | places: that they may hear my | words, for | they

· are sweet.

8 Our bones lie scattered before the | pit: like as when one breaketh and heweth | wood up | on the earth.

9 But mine eyes look unto thee | O Lord | God in thee is my trust, O| cast not | out. my | soul.

10 Keep me from the snare that they have | laid · for me and from the | traps of the wick · ed | doers.

11 Let the ungodly fall into their own nets • together and | let me | ever · es | cape them.

DAY 29.]

EVENING PRAYER.

Psalm cxlii. Voce mea ad Dominum. Cried unto the Lord with my voice: yea, even unto the Lord did I make my | sup· plication.

2 I poured out my complaints before him : and shewed him | of my | trouble.

3 When my spirit was in heaviness thou | knewest my path: in the way wherein I walked have they privily laid a snare for me.

4 I looked also upon my right | hand: and saw there was no man that would | know me.

5 I had no place to fee unto: and no man I cared for my soul.

6 I cried unto thee, O Lord, and said: thou art my hope and my portion in the land of the living.

7 Consider my complaint: for I am | brought | very low.

8 O deliver me from my per · se | cutors: for they are too | strong for me.

9 Bring my soul out of prison, that I may give thanks unto thy | Name: which thing if thou wilt grant me, then shall the righteous resort · un to my company.

Psalm cxliii. Domine exaudi.
EAR my prayer, O Lord, and consider | my.

and righteousness' | sake.

2 And enter not into judgement with thy | servant: for in thy sight shall | no · man | living be justified.

3 For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; he hath smitten my life down to the ground: he hath laid me in the darkness, as the men that have been long | dead.

4 Therefore is my spirit | vexed with | in me: and my heart with | in me is desolate.

5 Yet do I remember the time past; I muse upon all thy works: yea, I exercise myself | in the works of thy | hands.

6 I stretch forth my hands | unto thee: my soul gaspeth unto thee as a thirsty | land. 7 Hear me, O Lord, and that soon, for my spirit wax eth | faint: hide not thy face from me, lest I be like unto them that go down in | to the | pit. 8 O let me hear thy loving-kindness betimes in the morning, for in | thee is my trust: shew thou me the way that I should walk in, for I lift | up my soul. unto thee.

9 Deliver me, O Lord, from mine | enemies : for I flee unto | thee to | hide me.

10 Teach me to do the thing that pleaseth thee, for thou art my | God: let thy loving Spirit lead me forth in to the land of righteousness.

11 Quicken me, O Lord, for thy | name's sake: and for thy righteousness' sake | bring · my | soul · out of trouble.

12 And of thy goodness | slay mine | enemies: and destroy all them that vex my soul; for | I. am thy servant.

MORNING PRAYER.

Psalm clxiv. Benedictus Dominus. LESSED be the | Lord my | strength: who

B teacheth my hands to war, and my fingers

to | fight;

2 My hope and my fortress, my castle and deliverer, my defender, in whom I trust: who subdueth my people that is | under me.

3 Lord, what is man, that thou hast such res | pect unto him: or the son of man, that thou so regardest him?

4 Man is like a thing of | nought: his time | passeth away like a shadow. L

5 Bow thy heavens, O Lord, | and come down: touch the mountains, and they shall | smoke. 6 Cast forth thy | lightning and

tear them:

shoot out thine | arrows, and con sume them. 7 Send down thine hand from above: deliver me, and take me out of the great waters, from the | hand of strange | children;

8 Whose mouth | talketh of right hand is a right | hand 9 I will sing a new song unto and sing praises unto thee up on ed | lute.

vanity: and their wickedness. thee, O | God: a ten | string ·

10 Thou hast given victory | un to kings: and hast delivered David thy servant from the | per · il of the sword.

11 Save me, and deliver me from the hand of | strange children: whose mouth talketh of vanity, and their right hand | is a right hand of in | iquity.

12 That our sons may grow up as the young | plants: and that our daughters may be as the polished corners of the | temple.