Psal. XX: To the chief Musician, a Psalm of David

'Th day of sore affliction, the Lord to thee attend, The name of Jacob's mighty God, thee mightily defend. Send thee help from his holy place, from Sion strengthen thee: Mind all thy gifts, and sacrifice accepted let it be. Selah.

Grant thee according to thy heart, thy counsel all fulfil, We in thy perfect saving health, rejoice with shouting will. And in the name of our God we our banners will erect, When as thy supplications all Jehovah shall effect.

Now know I that Jehovah doth save his anointed dear, With saving strength of his right-hand, from's holy heaven he'll hear. In Chariots some their confidence, and some in horses set: But of the Lord our God the Name we never will forget:

So we arise and stand upright, they are brought down and fall. Save, Lord, and let the King us hear when unto him we call.