Psalms 17
17
PSALM XVII.
Warld’s weans hae their ain luck: David, wi’ a clean heart, wad fainer hae the Lord: the Lord kens, an’ will hearken till his bidden.
Ane Heart’s-bode o’ David’s.
1Hearken, O Lord, till the right; tak tent till my threep; lout yer lug till my bidden, that frae nae fause lips wins but till thee.
2Frae fornenst yersel, lat my rightin come; an’ yer een, lat them leuk what ’s straught.
3Ye hae tried my heart; ye hae sought a’ night:#Ps 16:7 ye hae ripet#Job 23:10; Ps 26:2; 66:10; Zech 13:9; Mal 3:2, 3; 1 Peter 1:7 me thro’; bot ye fan’ naething. I thought wi’ mysel; bot my mouthe ne’er fautit.
4For the warks o’ man; by the word o’ yer lips, I hae wairded me weel frae gates o’ the wilfu’ waster.
5Haud#Ps 119:133 up my gates i’ yer ain right roads, that my fitsteds gang-na a-gley.
6I#Ps 116:2 hae cry’d till yersel, for ye ’ll hear me, O God: lout me yer lug; hearken till my yammir.
7Furth wi’ yer ain gude-gree,#Ps 31:21 yersel wha saifs wi’ yer ain right han’ a’ wha lippen till yerlane, frae heigh gain-stan’ers.
8Waird me like the sight#17:8 Heb. the wee man, or babie. o’ the ee;#Deut 32:10; Zech 2:8 hap me i’ the schadowe o’ yer wings:#Ruth 2:12; Ps 36:7; 57:1; 63:7; 91:1, 4; Mat 23:37#17:8 As ane wad shaltir him frae the glow’r o’ the sun.
9Frae ill-doers’ face, wha wrang me sair; frae ill-willers o’ my life, rinket roun an’ roun me.
10They’re theekit about wi’ their ain taugh;#Deut 32:15; Job 15:27; Ps 73:7; 119:70 wi’ their mouthe they can crack fu’ crousely.
11Our gates, even now, they hae fankit roun; their een they hae loutit fu’ laigh on the lan’:#Ps 10:8; 9:10
12Like some lyoun are they, that ’s fain till rive; an’ like lyoun’s whalp, that bides#17:12 or, claps laigh. i’ the bole.
13Up, Lord; win forrit afore him; ding him down rax but my saul frae the ill-deedie man, that#17:13 Luther reads, wi’ that swurd, & c. swurd o’ thine:#Isaiah 10:5
14Frae loons o’ yer loof, O Lord; frae this warl’s wights, whase luck’s i’ their life;#Luke 16:25 an’ whase wame ye hae stegh’t wi’ yer happit gear: they hae weans at will;#17:14 Heb. rivanfu’ o’ weans. an’ their owrecome forby, they mak-guid till their bairns.
15 Bot in right, mylane, I sal see yer face; fu’filled sal I be, whan I wauk’, wi’ yer ain likeness.#Ps 4:6, 7; 16:11; 65:4
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Psalms 17
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PSALM XVII.
Warld’s weans hae their ain luck: David, wi’ a clean heart, wad fainer hae the Lord: the Lord kens, an’ will hearken till his bidden.
Ane Heart’s-bode o’ David’s.
1Hearken, O Lord, till the right; tak tent till my threep; lout yer lug till my bidden, that frae nae fause lips wins but till thee.
2Frae fornenst yersel, lat my rightin come; an’ yer een, lat them leuk what ’s straught.
3Ye hae tried my heart; ye hae sought a’ night:#Ps 16:7 ye hae ripet#Job 23:10; Ps 26:2; 66:10; Zech 13:9; Mal 3:2, 3; 1 Peter 1:7 me thro’; bot ye fan’ naething. I thought wi’ mysel; bot my mouthe ne’er fautit.
4For the warks o’ man; by the word o’ yer lips, I hae wairded me weel frae gates o’ the wilfu’ waster.
5Haud#Ps 119:133 up my gates i’ yer ain right roads, that my fitsteds gang-na a-gley.
6I#Ps 116:2 hae cry’d till yersel, for ye ’ll hear me, O God: lout me yer lug; hearken till my yammir.
7Furth wi’ yer ain gude-gree,#Ps 31:21 yersel wha saifs wi’ yer ain right han’ a’ wha lippen till yerlane, frae heigh gain-stan’ers.
8Waird me like the sight#17:8 Heb. the wee man, or babie. o’ the ee;#Deut 32:10; Zech 2:8 hap me i’ the schadowe o’ yer wings:#Ruth 2:12; Ps 36:7; 57:1; 63:7; 91:1, 4; Mat 23:37#17:8 As ane wad shaltir him frae the glow’r o’ the sun.
9Frae ill-doers’ face, wha wrang me sair; frae ill-willers o’ my life, rinket roun an’ roun me.
10They’re theekit about wi’ their ain taugh;#Deut 32:15; Job 15:27; Ps 73:7; 119:70 wi’ their mouthe they can crack fu’ crousely.
11Our gates, even now, they hae fankit roun; their een they hae loutit fu’ laigh on the lan’:#Ps 10:8; 9:10
12Like some lyoun are they, that ’s fain till rive; an’ like lyoun’s whalp, that bides#17:12 or, claps laigh. i’ the bole.
13Up, Lord; win forrit afore him; ding him down rax but my saul frae the ill-deedie man, that#17:13 Luther reads, wi’ that swurd, & c. swurd o’ thine:#Isaiah 10:5
14Frae loons o’ yer loof, O Lord; frae this warl’s wights, whase luck’s i’ their life;#Luke 16:25 an’ whase wame ye hae stegh’t wi’ yer happit gear: they hae weans at will;#17:14 Heb. rivanfu’ o’ weans. an’ their owrecome forby, they mak-guid till their bairns.
15 Bot in right, mylane, I sal see yer face; fu’filled sal I be, whan I wauk’, wi’ yer ain likeness.#Ps 4:6, 7; 16:11; 65:4
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