8 Lord, in Thy Laws (6) direct my ways, (6) He perseveres--not Since those my watchful foe surveys, that he values the Laws, And make me persevere: but because his foes watch him. A good principle! 9 They flatter to destroy: 10 But let, O Lord, the vengeance due (7) Horrid rhimes. Those in their horrid crimes (7) pursue, (8) Def_o_y. Who do Thy power defy: (8) VI. PSALM OF DAVID: _Penitently complaining of his sufferings_. By this translator. I Thy heavy hand restrain, (9) (9) Thy heavy hand With mercy, Lord, correct; restrain; Do not, (1) as if in high disdain, Have mercy, Dr. Gibbs: My helpless soul reject: Do not, I pray thee, paper stain 2 For how shall I sustain With rhymes retail'd in (2)Those ills, which now I bear! dribbs. My vitals are consumed with pain, (3)My soul oppress'd with care: (1)That bit is a most glorious botch. (2)The squeaking of a hogrel. (3)To listen to thy doggrel. 5 For in the silent grave, } Very true all that. When there I lie obscure, No gracious favours I can have, Nor magnify Thy power: 6 Lord, I have pray'd in (1) vain (1)The doctor must So long, so much opprest; mean himself, for I hope My very (2) cries increase my pain, David never thought so. And tears prevent my rest; (2)Then he's a dunce 7 These do my sight impair, for crying. My flowing eyes decay, While to my enemies I fear Thus (3) to become a prey. (3)That is, he is afraid of becoming a prey to his enemies while his eyes are sore. 8 But, ye vain forces! fly, (4) (4)Fl_o_y. For God, Whom I adore, Why then does he tell us just before that he has prayed in vain, and is afraid of becoming a prey to his enemies? 9 My impious foes does still destroy, When I His aid implore.