Diligam te, Domine
Because I have kept the ways of the Lord *
and have not forsaken my God, as the wicked doth.
For I have an eye unto all his laws *
and will not cast out his commandments from me.
I was also uncorrupt before him *
and eschewed mine own wickedness.
Therefore shall the Lord reward me after my righteous dealing *
and according unto the cleanness of my hands in his eye-sight.
With the holy thou shalt be holy *
and with a perfect man thou shalt be perfect.
With the clean thou shalt be clean *
and with the froward thou shalt learn frowardness.
For thou shalt save the people that are in adversity *
and shalt bring down the high looks of the proud.
Thou also shalt light my candle *
the Lord my God shall make my darkness to be light.
For in thee I shall discomfit an host of men *
and with the help of my God I shall leap over the wall.
The way of God is an undefiled way *
the word of the Lord also is tried in the fire; he is the defender of all them that put their trust in him.
For who is God, but the Lord *
or who hath any strength, except our God?
It is God, that girdeth me with strength of war *
and maketh my way perfect.
He maketh my feet like harts’ feet *
and setteth me up on high.
He teacheth mine hands to fight *
and mine arms shall break even a bow of steel.
Thou hast given me the defence of thy salvation *
thy right hand also shall hold me up, and thy loving correction shall make me great.
Thou shalt make room enough under me for to go *
that my footsteps shall not slide.
I will follow upon mine enemies, and overtake them *
neither will I turn again till I have destroyed them.
I will smite them, that they shall not be able to stand *
but fall under my feet.
Thou hast girded me with strength unto the battle *
thou shalt throw down mine enemies under me.
Thou hast made mine enemies also to turn their backs upon me *
and I shall destroy them that hate me.
They shall cry, but there shall be none to help them *
yea, even unto the Lord shall they cry, but he shall not hear them.
I will beat them as small as the dust before the wind *
I will cast them out as the clay in the streets.
Thou shalt deliver me from the strivings of the people *
and thou shalt make me the head of the heathen.
A people whom I have not known *
shall serve me.
As soon as they hear of me, they shall obey me *
but the strange children shall dissemble with me.
The strange children shall fail *
and be afraid out of their prisons.
The Lord liveth, and blessed be my strong helper *
and praised be the Lord of my salvation;
Even the God that seeth that I be avenged *
and subdueth the people unto me.
It is he that delivereth me from my cruel enemies, and setteth me up above mine adversaries *
thou shalt rid me from the wicked man.
For this cause will I give thanks unto thee, O Lord, among the Gentiles *
and sing praises unto thy Name.
Great prosperity giveth he unto his King *
and sheweth loving-kindness unto David his Anointed, and unto his seed for evermore.