1. Lord God, my Saviour, day and nightbefore thee cry'd have I.
2. Before thee let my prayer come;give ear unto my cry.
3. For troubles great do fill my soul;my life draws nigh the grave.
4. I'm counted with those that go down to pit,and no strength have.
5. Ev'n free among the dead, like themthat slain in grave do lie;Cut off from thy hand, whom no morethou hast in memory.
6. Thou hast me laid in lowest pit,in deeps and darksome caves.
7. Thy wrath lies hard on me, thou hastme press'd with all thy waves.
8. Thou hast put far from me my friends,thou mad'st them to abhor me;And I am so shut up, that Ifind no evasion for me.
9. By reason of afflictionmine eye mourns dolefully:To thee, Lord, do I call,and stretch my hands continually.
10. Wilt thou shew wonders to the dead?shall they rise, and thee bless?
11. Shall in the grave thy love be told?in death thy faithfulness?
12. Shall thy great wonders in the dark,or shall thy righteousnessBe known to any in the landof deep forgetfulness?
13. But, Lord, to thee I cry'd; my pray'rat morn prevent shall thee.