Exaudi, Deus.

Hear my voice, O God, | in my prayer;

* preserve my life from | fear of the enemy.

2 Hide me from the gathering together | of the froward,

* and from the insur- | -rection• of wicked doers;

3 Who have whet their tongue | like a sword,

* and shoot out their arrows, | even bitter words;

4 That they may privily shoot at him | that is perfect:

* suddenly do they | hit him, and fear not.

5 They encourage them- | -selves in mischief,

* and commune among themselves, how they may lay snares; and say, that | no man shall see them.

6 They imagine wickedness, and | practise it;

* that they keep secret among themselves, every man in the | deep of his heart.

7 But God shall suddenly shoot at them with a | swift arrow,

* that | they shall be wounded.

8 Yea, their own tongues shall | make them fall;

* insomuch that whoso seeth them shall | laugh them to scorn.

9 And all men that see it shall say, This hath | God done;

* for they shall perceive that | it is his work.

10 The righteous shall rejoice in the LORD, and put his | trust in him;

* and all they that are true of | heart shall be glad.

Glory be to the Father, and | to the Son,

* and | to the Holy Ghost,

As it was in the beginning, is now, and | ever shall be,

* world without | end.  Amen.