This poor man cry'd, God heard, and sav'd him from all his distresses.
I cry'd, and, from his holy hill, the Lord me answer made.
O Lord, of those that humble are thou the desire didst hear; Thou wilt prepare their heart, and thou to hear wilt bend thine ear;
I'm poor and needy, yet the Lord of me a care doth take: Thou art my help and saviour, my God, no tarrying make.