Unless in thy most perfect law my soul delights had found, I should have perished, when as my troubles did abound.
Trouble and anguish have me found, and taken hold on me: Yet in my trouble my delight thy just commandments be.
And let thy tender mercies come to me, that I may live; Because thy holy laws to me sweet delectation give.
My comfort, and my heart's delight, thy testimonies be; And they, in all my doubts and fears, are counsellors to me.
I fainted had, unless that I believed had to see The Lord's own goodness in the land of them that living be.
Upon thy statutes my delight shall constantly be set: And, by thy grace, I never will thy holy word forget.
This word of thine my comfort is in mine affliction: For in my straits I am reviv'd by this thy word alone.