Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am weak: heal me, O Lord, for my bones are troubled.
Thou shalt walk upon the asp and the basilisk: and thou shalt trample under foot the lion and the dragon.
Now is my soul troubled. And what shall I say? Father, save me from this hour. But for this cause I came unto this hour.
And will not God revenge his elect who cry to him day and night: and will he have patience in their regard?
Then he saith to them: My soul is sorrowful even unto death: stay you here, and watch with me.
The spirit of a man upholdeth his infirmity: but a spirit that is easily angered, who can bear?
That they may put their hope in God and may not forget the works of God: and may seek his commandments.
To thee, O God my God, I will give praise upon the harp: why art thou sad, O my soul? and why dost thou disquiet me?
And now what is my hope? is it not the Lord? and my substance is with thee.
Have mercy on me, O Lord: see my humiliation which I suffer from my enemies.
Heal me, O Lord, and I shall be healed: save me, and I shall be saved: for thou art my praise.