22 Yea, for thy sake we're kill'd all day,counted as slaughter-sheep.
23 Rise, Lord, cast us not ever off;awake, why dost thou sleep?
24 O wherefore hidest thou thy face?forgett'st our cause distress'd,
25 And our oppression? For our soulis to the dust down press'd:Our belly also on the earthfast cleaving, hold doth take.
26 Rise for our help, and us redeem,ev'n for thy mercies' sake.