The whole book of Psalms collected into English metre by Thomas Sternhold, John Hopkins, and others ; conferred with the Hebrew ; set forth and allowed to be sung in all churches ...

I With my voice to God do cry, with heart and hearty cheer: My voice to God I lift on high, and he my suit doth hear. [verse 2] In time of grief I sought to God, by night no rest I took: But stretcht my hands to him abroad, my soul comfort forsook.

[verse 3] When I to think on God intend, my trouble then is more: I spake, but could not make an end, my breath was stopt so sore. [verse 4] Thou hold'st mine eyes always from rest, that I always awake: With fear I am so sore opprest, my speech doth me forsake.

[verse 5] The days of old in minde I cast, and oft did think upon The times and ages that are past full many years agone. [verse 6] By night my songs I call to minde, once made thy praise to show: And with my heart much talle I finde, my spirits do search to know.

[verse 7] Will God, said I, at once for all cast off his people thus, So that henceforth no time he shall be friendly unto us?

[verse 8] What? is his goodness clean decay'd for ever and a day? Or is his promise now delay'd, and doth his truth decay?

[verse 9] And will the Lord our God forget his mercies manifold? Or shall his wrath increase so hot, his mercies to withhold? [verse 10] At last I said, My weakness is the cause of this mistrust: Gods mighty hand can help all this, and change it when he lust.