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PVT me not to rebuke O Lord in thi•••• an∣ger, neither chasten me in thy heavy dis∣pleasure.
There is no health in my flesh because of thy displeasure, neither is there any rest in my bones by reason of my sins.
For my wickednesses are gone over my head, and are a sore burden too heavy for me to bear.
My wounds stink and are corrupt through my foolishness.
Therefore is my spirit vexed within me, and my heart within me is desolate.
My sins have taken such hold upon me, that I am not able to look up, yea, they are more in number, then the hairs of my head, and my heart hath failed me.
But thou, O Lord God, art full of com∣passion and mercy, long suffering, plenteous in goodness and truth.
Turn thee unto me, and have mercy upon me for I am desolate, and in misery.
If thou Lord shouldst be extreme to mark what is done amiss, O Lord who may abide it.
O remember not the sins and offences of my youth, but according to thy mercy think thou upon me, for thy goodness.
Look upon my adversity and misery, and forgive me all my sin.
Hide not thy face from thy servant, for I am in trouble, O haste thee and hear me.
Out of the deep do I call unto thee, Lord hear my voice.
Turn thee O Lord, and deliver my Soul, O save me for thy mercies sake.
O go not from me, for trouble is hard at hand, and there is none to help.
I stretch forth my hands unto thee, my Soul gaspeth unto thee, as a thirsty land.
Draw nigh unto my Soul and save it, O de∣liver me, because of my enemies.
For my Soul is full of trouble, and my life draweth nigh unto hell.
Save me from the Lyons mouth, hear me from among the horns of the Vnicorns.
O set me up upon the rock that is higher then I, for thou art my hope, and a strong Tower for me against the enemy.
Why art thou so heavy, O my Soul, and why art thou so disquieted within me?
Put thy trust in God, for I will yet give him thanks, for the help of his countenance.
The Lord shall make good his loving kind∣ness towards me, yea, thy Mercy O Lord en∣dureth for ever, despise not then the work of of thine own hands.
O GOD, thou art my God, early will I seek thee.
My Soul thirsteth for thee, my flesh also longeth after thee, in a barren and dry land where no water is.
Like as the hart desireth the water brooks, so longeth my Soul after thee O God.
My Soul is a thirst for God, even for the li∣ving God, when shall I come to appear before the presence of God?
How amiable are thy dwellings, O Lord of Hosts?
My Soul hath a desire and longing to enter into the Courts of the Lord, my flesh and my heart rejoice in the living God.
O that I had wings like a Dove, for then would I flye away and be at rest.
O send out thy light and thy truth, that they may lead me, and bring me unto thy Holy Hill, and to thy dwelling.
For one day in thy Courts is better then a thousand.
I had rather be a door keeper in the house of my God, then to dwell in the tents of wickedness.
I should utterly have fainted, but that I believed verily to see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living.
Thou art my Helper and my Redeemer, O Lord make no long tarrying.