Psalm 86

LOrd bow thy ear, and hear my plaint,
A needy wretch and poor:
Since thou hast made me for a Saint,
My troubled soul secure.
O thou my God, thy servant save,
Be mercifull to mee:
Who trust in thee, and daily crave,
And call and cry to thee.
Rejoyce, O Lord, thy servants heart,
I lift my soul to thee:
For good and gracious Lord thou art,
And to forgiveness free,
To all that call upon thy Name,
Most rich in mercies fruits.
O Lord attend the prayers I frame,
Mark well my voyce and suits.
I'l call, for thou wilt answer me,
In my most troublesome time.
Among the gods is none like thee,
Nor any works like thine.
All nations which thy hands did frame,
Thee Lord shall come before:
And there to glorifie thy name,
Submissively adore.
For thou art God, yea God alone,
Thy pow'r great wonders doth:
O Lord to me thy way make known,
I'l walk in all thy truth.

2. Part.
UNite my heart to fear thy name,
Then (Lord my God) will I
Applaud and magnifie the same
To all eternity.
For tow'rds my soul in every deed
Thy mercy doth excell;
Which thy peculiar pow'r hath freed
Even from the lowest hell.
The proud are risen for my fall,
My souls destruction sought
By violent men assembling all,
On thee they have not thought.
But Lord thou art a God most kind,
Suff•ing no little space:
Compassions store in thee we find,
And plenteous truth and grace.
O turn to me that I may live,
Thy grace to me extend:
Thy strength unto thy servant give,
Thy handmaids sonne defend.
Some good apparent sign afford
That hatefull foes may see,
And be asham'd, because thou Lord
Didst help and comfort mee.