But, Lord, be merciful to me, and up again me raise, That I may justly them requite according to their ways.
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.
Yet thou my shield and glory art, th' uplifter of mine head.
But thou, man, who mine equal, guide, and mine acquaintance wast:
We join'd sweet counsels, to God's house in company we past.