¶ To the chanter a Psalm of David. In thee, O LORD, is my trust: let me never be put to confusion, but deliver me in thy righteousness.
Bow down thine ear to me, make haste to deliver me: be thou my strong rock, and a house of defense, that thou mayest save me.
For thou art my stronghold and my castle: O be thou my guide, and lead me for thy name's sake.
Draw me out of the net that they have laid privily for me, for thou art my strength.
In to thy hands I comend my spirit: thou hast delivered me O LORD thou God of truth.
I hate them that hold of vanities, and my trust is in the LORD.
I will be glad and rejoice in thy mercy: for thou hast considered my trouble, thou hast known my soul in adversity;
Thou hast not delivered me over in to the hands of the enemy, but hast set my feet in a large room.
¶ Have mercy upon me, O LORD, for I am in trouble mine eye is consumed for very heaviness, yea my soul and my body.
My life is waxen old with heaviness, and my years with mourning. My strength faileth me because of mine adversity, and my bones are corrupt.
I am become a very reproof among all mine enemies, my neighbours and they of mine own acquaintance are afraid of me: they that see me in the street, convey themselves from me.
I am clean forgotten and out of mind, as a dead man: I am become like a broken vessel.
For I have heard the blasphemy of the multitude: every man abhoreth me: they have gathered a counsel together against me: and are purposed to take away my life.
But my hope is in the LORD, and I say: thou art my God.
My time is in thy hand: deliver me from the hand of mine enemies, and from them that persecute me.
Shew thy servant the light of thy countenance, help me for thy mercies' sake.
Let me not be confounded, O LORD, for I call upon thee: let the ungodly rather be put to confusion, and brought unto the hell.
Let the lying lips be put to silence, which cruelly, disdainfully and despitefully speak against the righteous.
¶ O how great and manifold is thy good, which thou haste hid for them that fear thee? O what things bringest thou to pass for them, that put their trust in thee, even before the sons of men?
Thou hidest them privily by thine own presence from the proud men, thou keepest them secretly in thy tabernacle, from the strife of tongues.
Thanks be to the LORD, for he hath shewed me marvelous great kindness in a strong city.
For when the sudden fear came upon me, I said: I am cast out of thy sight. Nevertheless, thou heardest mine humble prayer, when I cried unto thee.
O love the LORD, (all ye his saints) for the LORD preserveth the faithful, and plenteously rewardeth he the proud doer.
Be strong therefore and take a good heart unto you, all ye that put your trust in the LORD.
Praise the Everlasting Lord for His Faithful Word.