Give ear unto me when I call, God of my righteousness: Have mercy, hear my pray'r; thou hast enlarg'd me in distress.
Look on me, Lord, and merciful do thou unto me prove, As thou art wont to do to those thy name who truly love.
Turn unto me thy face, and to me mercy show; Because that I am desolate, and am brought very low.
I called have on thee, O God, because thou wilt me hear: That thou may'st hearken to my speech, to me incline thine ear.
Thy servant also bring thou not in judgment to be try'd: Because no living man can be in thy sight justify'd.
Be merciful to me, O God; thy mercy unto me Do thou extend; because my soul doth put her trust in thee: Yea, in the shadow of thy wings my refuge I will place, Until these sad calamities do wholly overpass.
My heart brings forth a goodly thing; my words that I indite Concern the King: my tongue's a pen of one that swift doth write.
My God, my God, why hast thou me forsaken? why so far Art thou from helping me, and from my words that roaring are?
In Judah's land God is well known, his name's in Isr'el great:
Lord, bless and pity us, shine on us with thy face:
Like as the hart for water-brooks in thirst doth pant and bray; So pants my longing soul, O God, that come to thee I may.
And thou hast not inclosed me within the en'my's hand; And by thee have my feet been made in a large room to stand.
He from th' Eternal shall receive the blessing him upon, And righteousness, ev'n from the God of his salvation.
Because the Lord most righteous doth in righteousness delight; And with a pleasant countenance beholdeth the upright.
Thy servant, Lord, am I; Thy servant sure, thine handmaid's son: my bands thou didst untie.
God saves the meek: I was brought low, he did me help afford.
Shew mercy, Lord, to me, for man would swallow me outright; He me oppresseth, while he doth against me daily fight.
But as for me, thou me uphold'st in mine integrity; And me before thy countenance thou sett'st continually.
Lord, in thy wrath rebuke me not; Nor in thy hot rage chasten me.