1 Lord, haste me to deliver; with speed,Lord, succor me.
2 Let them that for my soul do seekshamed and confounded be:Turned back be they, and shamed,that in my hurt delight.
3 Turned back be they, Ha, ha! that say,their shaming to requite.
4 In thee let all be glad,and joy that seek for thee:Let them who thy salvation lovesay still, God praisèd be.
5 I poor and needy am; come, Lord,and make no stay:My help thou and deliv'rer art;O Lord, make no delay.