1 O Lord, do thou bow down thine ear,and hear me graciously;Because I sore afflicted am,and am in poverty.
2 Because I'm holy, let my soulby thee preserved be:O thou my God, thy servant save,that puts his trust in thee.
3 Sith unto thee I daily cry,be merciful to me.
4 Rejoice thy servant's soul; for, Lord,I lift my soul to thee.
5 For thou art gracious, O Lord,and ready to forgive;And rich in mercy, all that callupon thee to relieve.
6 Hear, Lord, my pray'r; unto the voiceof my request attend: