Psalm 43

Against th'ungodly plead my cause,
O Lord, and judge for me,
And from the man of frauds and wrongs,
save me, and set me free.
For of my strength thou art the God,
why dost thou cast me by?
Why mourn I for th'oppression
of my strong enemy?

Send out thy mercy and thy truth,
that they may lead me still,
And may me to the Temple guide,
and to thine holy hill.
Then will I to Gods Altar goe,
to God my joy alwaies,
Yea, on my harp, O God, my God,
will I set forth thy praise.

Why art thou now cast down, my soul?
what should discourage thee?
And why with vexing thoughts art thou
disquieted in mee?
Still hope in God, for him to praise
good cause I still shall have,
He of my count'nance is the health,
the God that doth me save.