- My Lord my God in all distress,
- my hope is whole in thee:
- Then let no shame my soul oppress,
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- nor once take hold on me:
- 2 As thou art just defend me Lord,
- and rid me out of dread:
- Give ear, and to my suite accord,
- and send me help at need.
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- 3 Be thou my rock, to whom I may
- for aide all time resort:
- Thy promise is to help alway,
- thou art my fence and fort.
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- 4 Save me my God from wicked men,
- and from their strength and power:
- From folk unjust, and eke from them,
- that cruelly devour.
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- 5 Thou art the stay wherein I trust,
- thou Lord of hosts art he:
- yea, from my youth I had a lust,
- still to depend on thee.
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- 6 Thou hast me kept even from my birth,
- and I through thee was born:
- Wherefore I will thee praise with mirth,
- both evening and at morn.
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- 7 As to a monster seldom seen,
- much folk about me throng:
- But thou art now, and still hast been
- my fence and aid so strong.
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- 8 Wherefore my mouth no time shall lack,
- thy glory and thy praise:
- And eke my tongue shall not be slack,
- to honor thee always.
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- 9 Refuse me not O Lord I say,
- when age my limbs doth take:
- And when my strength doth waste away,
- do not my soul forsake.
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- 10 Among themselves my foes inquire,
- to take me through deceit:
- And they against me do conspire,
- that for my soul laid wait.