Psalm 119: Ain

Quitt and cleere from doing wrong,
O lett me not betraied be
Unto them, who ever strong
Doe wrongly seeke to ruine me.
Nay, my Lord,
Baile thy servant on thy word:
And lett not these that soare to high
By my low stoope, yet higher fly.

Eye doth faile while I not faile
With eye thy safety to pursue:
Looking when will once prevaile,
And take effect thy promise true.
All I crave
I at thy mercies hand would have:
And from thy wisdome, which I pray
May cause me know thy law and way.

Since thy servant still I stay,
My understanding Lord enlight,
So enlight it that I may
Thy ordinances know aright.
Now, O now
The time requires, O Lord, that thou
Thy lawes defence shouldst undertake,
For now thy law they sorely shake.

Hope whereof makes that more deere
I thy edicts and statutes hold,
Then if gold to me they were,
Yea then they were the purest gold.
Makes that right
Are all thy precepts in my sight:
Makes that I hate each lying way,
That from their truth may cause me stray.