Psal. LXXXVI.

Thy gracious ear, O Lord, encline,     O hear me I thee pray,     For I am poor, and almost pine     With need, and sad decay.     Preserve my soul, for *I have trod     Thy waies, and love the just,     Save thou thy servant O my God     Who still in thee doth trust.     Pity me Lord for daily thee     I call; O make rejoyce     Thy Servants Soul; for Lord to thee     I lift my soul and voice,     For thou art good, thou Lord art prone     To pardon, thou to all     Art full of mercy, thou alone     To them that on thee call.     Unto my supplication Lord     Give ear, and to the crie     Of my incessant praiers afford     Thy hearing graciously.     I in the day of my distress     Will call on thee for aid;     For thou wilt grant me free access     And answer, what I pray'd.     Like thee among the gods is none     O Lord, nor any works     Of all that other Gods have done     Like to thy glorious works.     The Nations all whom thou hast made     Shall come, and all shall frame     To bow them low before thee Lord,     And glorifie thy name.     For great thou art, and wonders great     By thy strong hand are done,     Thou in thy everlasting Seat     Remainest God alone.     Teach me O Lord thy way most right,     I in thy truth will hide,     To fear thy name my heart unite     So shall it never slide.     Thee will I praise O Lord my God     Thee honour, and adore     With my whole heart, and blaze abroad     Thy name for ever more.     For great thy mercy is toward me,     And thou hast free'd my Soul     Eev'n from the lowest Hell set free     From deepest darkness foul.     O God the proud against me rise     And violent men are met     To seek my life, and in their eyes     No fear of thee have set.     But thou Lord art the God most mild     Readiest thy grace to shew,     Slow to be angry, and art stil'd     Most mercifull, most true.     O turn to me thy face at length,     And me have mercy on,     Unto thy servant give thy strength,     And save thy hand-maids Son.     Some sign of good to me afford,     And let my foes then see     And be asham'd, because thou Lord     Do'st help and comfort me.