Psalm 61

LOrd hear my cry, my pray'r attend:
From earths remotest part,
Mine earnest cries to thee I send,
When over-whelm'd in heart.
Conduct me to the rock of pow'r,
That higher is then I:
For thou hast been my fort and tow'r,
Against the enemie.
Within thy sacred coverings,
I will for ever house:
And trust in covert of thy wings;
For thou hast heard my vowes.
Thou gav'st the King the heritage
Of them that fear thy Name:
His life and yeers to many an age,
Thou wilt prolong the same.
Before the Lord he shall abide,
For ever to endure:
Thy truth and mercy ô provide,
Which may preserve him sure.
So will I sing from day to day,
The praises of thy Name:
That, having vow'd, I daily may
To thee perform the same.