Lord, I call upon thee, haste thee unto me  *

and consider my voice when I cry unto thee.

Let my prayer be set forth in thy sight as the incense *

and let the lifting up of my hands be an evening sacrifice.

Set a watch, O Lord, before my mouth *

and keep the door of my lips.

O let not mine heart be inclined to any evil thing *

let me not be occupied in ungodly works with the men that work wickedness, lest I eat of such things as please them.

Let the righteous rather smite me friendly *

and reprove me.

But let not their precious balms break my head *

yea, I will pray yet against their wickedness.

Let their judges be overthrown in stony places *

that they may hear my words, for they are sweet.

Our bones lie scattered before the pit *

like as when one breaketh and heweth wood upon the earth.

But mine eyes look unto thee, O Lord God *

in thee is my trust , O cast not out my soul.

Keep me from the snare that they have laid for me *

and from the traps of the wicked doers.

Let the ungodly fall into their own nets together *

and let me ever escape them.

Hear my prayer, O Lord, and consider my desire  *

hearken unto me for thy truth and righteousness’ sake.

And enter not into judgement with thy servant *

for in thy sight shall no man living be justified.

For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; he hath smitten my life down to the ground *

he hath laid me in the darkness, as the men that have been long dead.

Therefore is my spirit vexed within me *

and my heart within me is desolate.

Yet do I remember the time past; I muse upon all thy works *

yea, I exercise myself in the works of thy hands.

I stretch forth my hands unto thee *

my soul gaspeth unto thee as a thirsty land.

Hear me, O Lord, and that soon, for my spirit waxeth faint *

hide not thy face from me, lest I be like unto them that go down into the pit.

O let me hear thy loving-kindness betimes in the morning, for in thee is my trust *

shew thou me the way that I should walk in, for I lift up my soul unto thee.

Deliver me, O Lord, from mine enemies *

for I flee unto thee to hide me.

Teach me to do the thing that pleaseth thee, for thou art my God *

let thy loving Spirit lead me forth into the land of righteousness.

Quicken me, O Lord, for thy Name’s sake *

and for thy righteousness’ sake bring my soul out of trouble.

And of thy goodness slay mine enemies *

and destroy all them that vex my soul ; for I am thy servant.