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¹ [A prayer of the afflicted when he is ouerwhelmed, and powreth out his complaint before the Lord.] Heare my prayer, O Lord: and let my crie come vnto thee. ² Hide not thy face from me in the day when I am in trouble, incline thine eare vnto me: in the day when I call, answere mee speedily. ³ For my dayes are consumed like smoke: and my bones are burnt as an hearth. ⁴ My heart is smitten, and withered like grasse: so that I forget to eate my bread. ⁵ By reason of the voice of my groning, my bones cleaue to my skinne. ⁶ I am like a Pelican of the wildernes: I am like an owle of the desert. ⁷ I watch, and am as a sparowe alone vpon the house top. ⁸ Mine enemies reproch me all the day: and they that are mad against me, are sworne against me. ⁹ For I haue eaten ashes like bread: and mingled my drinke with weeping. ¹⁰ Because of thine indignation and thy wrath: for thou hast lifted me vp, and cast me downe. ¹¹ My dayes are like a shadow, that declineth: & I am withered like grasse.

¹² But thou, O Lord, shalt endure for euer: and thy remembrance vnto all generations. ¹³ Thou shalt arise, and haue mercie vpon Zion: for the time to fauour her, yea the set time is come. ¹⁴ For thy seruants take pleasure in her stones: and fauour the dust therof. ¹⁵ So the heathen shall feare the Name of the Lord: and all the kings of the earth thy glory. ¹⁶ When the Lord shall build vp Zion: he shall appeare in his glory. ¹⁷ He will regard the prayer of the destitute, and not despise their prayer. ¹⁸ This shall be written for the generation to come: and the people which shall be created, shall praise the Lord. ¹⁹ For hee hath looked downe from the height of his Sanctuarie: from heauen did the Lord beholde the earth: ²⁰ To heare the groning of the prisoner: to loose those that are appointed to death: ²¹ To declare the Name of the Lord in Zion: and his praise in Ierusalem: ²² When the people are gathered together: and the kingdomes to serue the Lord.

²³ He weakened my strength in the way: he shortened my dayes. ²⁴ I said, O my God, take me not away in the midst of my dayes: thy yeres are throughout all generations. ²⁵ Of old hast thou laid the foundation of the earth: and the heauens are the worke of thy hands. ²⁶ They shall perish, but thou shalt indure, yea all of them shall waxe old like a garment: as a vesture shalt thou change them, and they shalbe changed. ²⁷ But thou art the same: and thy yeeres shall haue no end. ²⁸ The children of thy seruants shal continue: and their seed shall be established before thee.