Psalm 6

Domine, ne in furore

O Lord, rebuke me not in thine indignation *

neither chasten me in thy displeasure.

Have mercy upon me, O Lord, for I am weak *

O Lord, heal me, for my bones are vexed.

My soul also is sore troubled *

but, Lord, how long wilt thou punish me?

Turn thee, O Lord, and deliver my soul *

O save me for thy mercy’s sake.

For in death no man remembereth thee *

and who will give thee thanks in the pit?

I am weary of my groaning; every night wash I my bed *

and water my couch with my tears.

My beauty is gone for very trouble *

and worn away because of all mine enemies.

Away from me, all ye that work vanity *

for the Lord hath heard the voice of my weeping.

The Lord hath heard my petition *

the Lord will receive my prayer.

All mine enemies shall be confounded, and sore vexed *

they shall be turned back, and put to shame suddenly.

Psalm 7

Domine, Deus meus

O Lord my God, in thee have I put my trust *

save me from all them that persecute me, and deliver me;

Lest he devour my soul, like a lion, and tear it in pieces *

while there is none to help.

O Lord my God, if I have done any such thing *

or if there be any wickedness in my hands;

If I have rewarded evil unto him that dealt friendly with me *

yea, I have delivered him that without any cause is mine enemy,

Then let mine enemy persecute my soul, and take me *

yea, let him tread my life down upon the earth, and lay mine honour in the dust.

Stand up, O Lord, in thy wrath, and lift up thyself, because of the indignation of mine enemies *

arise up for me in the judgement that thou hast commanded.

And so shall the congregation of the people come about thee *

for their sakes therefore lift up thyself again.

The Lord shall judge the people; give sentence with me, O Lord *

according to my righteousness, and according to the innocency that is in me.

O let the wickedness of the ungodly come to an end *

but guide thou the just.

For the righteous God *

trieth the very hearts and reins.

My help cometh of God *

who preserveth them that are true of heart.

God is a righteous Judge, strong and patient *

and God is provoked every day.

If a man will not turn, he will whet his sword *

he hath bent his bow, and made it ready.

He hath prepared for him the instruments of death *

he ordaineth his arrows against the persecutors

Behold, he travaileth with mischief *

he hath conceived sorrow, and brought forth ungodliness.

He hath graven and digged up a pit *

and is fallen on himself into the destruction that he made for other.

For his travail shall come upon his own head *

and his wickedness shall fall on his own pate.

I will give thanks unto the Lord, according to his righteousness *

and I will praise the Name of the Lord most High.

Psalm 8

Domine, Dominus noster

O Lord our Governor, how excellent is thy Name in all the world *

thou that hast set thy glory above the heavens!

Out of the mouth of very babes and sucklings hast thou ordained strength, because of thine enemies *

that thou mightest still the enemy and the avenger.

For I will consider thy heavens, even the works of thy fingers *

the moon and the stars, which thou hast ordained.

What is man, that thou art mindful of him *

and the son of man, that thou visitest him?

Thou madest him lower than the angels *

to crown him with glory and worship.

Thou makest him to have dominion of the works of thy hands *

and thou hast put all things in subjection under his feet;

All sheep and oxen *

yea, and the beasts of the field;

The fowls of the air, and the fishes of the sea *

and whatsoever walketh through the paths of the seas.

O Lord our Governor *

how excellent is thy Name in all the world!