Psalm 70 (Deus in adjutorium)

Lord, hie thee, me to save:
Lord, now to help me hast:
Shame lett them surely have,
And of confusion tast,
That hold my soule in chase.
Lett them be forced back,
And no disgraces lack,
That joy in my disgrace.

Back forced lett them be,
And for a faire reward
Their owne foule mine see
Who laugh, and laugh out hard.
When I most inly mone,
But mirth and joy renew,
In them thy pathes ensue,
And love thy help alone.

Make them with gladdnes sing:
To God be ever praise.
And fade not me to bring
My down-cast state to raise.
Thy speedy aid and stay
In thee my succour growes:
From thee my freedom flowes:
Lord, make no long delay.