Remember, Lord, thy gracious word thou to thy servant spake, Which, for a ground of my sure hope, thou causedst me to take.
And he for them his covenant did call to memory; After his mercies' multitude
Remember me, Lord, with that love which thou to thine dost bear; With thy salvation, O my God, to visit me draw near:
My soul for thy salvation faints; yet I thy word believe.
For on his holy promise he, and servant Abr'ham, thought.
So who thee fear shall joy to see me trusting in thy word.
But I with expectation will hope continually; And yet with praises more and more I will thee magnify.
I of the morning did prevent the dawning, and did cry: For all mine expectation did on thy word rely.
The word of truth out of my mouth take thou not utterly; For on thy judgments righteous my hope doth still rely.
Sing ye to him, sing psalms; proclaim his wondrous works each one.