1. O Lord, I unto thee do cry,do thou make haste to me,And give an ear unto my voice,when I cry unto thee.
2. As incense let my prayer bedirected in thine eyes;And the uplifting of my handsas th' ev 'ning sacrifice.
3. Set, Lord, a watch before my mouth,keep of my lips the door.
4. My heart incline thou not untothe ills I should abhor,To practise wicked works with menthat work iniquity;And with their delicates my tastelet me not satisfy.
5. Let him that righteous is me smite,it shall a kindness be;Let him reprove, I shall it counta precious oil to me:Such smiting shall not break my head;for yet the time shall fall,When I in their calamitiesto God pray for them shall.
6. When as their judges down shall bein stony places cast,Then shall they hear my words; for theyshall sweet be to their taste.
7. About the grave's devouring mouthour bones are scatter'd round,As wood which men do cut and cleavelies scatter'd on the ground.
8. But unto thee, O God the Lord,mine eyes uplifted be:My soul do not leave destitute;my trust is set on thee.
9. Lord, keep me safely from the snareswhich they for me prepare;And from the subtile gins of themthat wicked workers are.
10. Let workers of iniquityinto their own nets fall,Whilst I do, by thine help, escapethe danger of them all.