Psalm 13

O Lord, how long, for evermore,
shall I forgotten be?
How long wilt thou thy self withdraw,
and hide thy face from me?
How long shall I in grief of spirit
with mine own soul advise?
And how long shall mine enemy
thus up above me rise?

Hear me, O Lord, my God, my state
weigh and consider well,
Lighten mine eys, O Lord, lest I
in sleep of death do dwell:
Lest thus mine enemies vaunt and say,
o're him I shall prevail,
And all my foes rejoyce when I
am mov'd, and like to fail.

But on thy mercy and free grace
is all my trust and stay,
And in the Lords salvation shall
my soul rejoyce alway;
And I will sing to thee, O Lord,
and make the people know
Thy name, when thou thy grace to me
shalt bountifully shew.