Lo, for thy precepts I have long'd; in thy truth quicken me.
My soul within me breaks, and doth much fainting still endure, Through longing that it hath all times unto thy judgments pure.
See how I love thy law! as thou art kind, me quicken, Lord.
Turn thou away my sight and eyes from viewing vanity; And in thy good and holy way be pleas'd to quicken me.
My soul to dust cleaves: quicken me, according to thy word.
O Lord, both great and manifold thy tender mercies be: According to thy judgments just, revive and quicken me.
After thy loving-kindness hear my voice, that calls on thee: According to thy judgment, Lord, revive and quicken me.
I am with sore affliction ev'n overwhelm'd, O Lord: In mercy raise and quicken me, according to thy word.
After thy loving-kindness, Lord, me quicken, and preserve: The testimony of thy mouth so shall I still observe.
O that thy statutes to observe thou would'st my ways direct!