1 Vnto the end, a Psalme to Dauid himselfe.
2 EXPECTING I expected our Lord, and he hath attended to me.
3 And he heard my prayers, and brought me out of the lake of miserie, and from the myre of dregges. And hath set my feete vpon a rocke: and hath directed my steppes.
4 And he hath put a new canticle into my mouth: a song to our God. Manie shal see, and shal feare: and they shal hope in our Lord.
5 Blessed is the man, whose hope is in the name of our Lord: and hath not had regard to vanities and false madnes.
6 Thou hast done manie thy meruelous thinges ô Lord my God: & in thy cogitations there is none that may be like to thee. I haue declared and haue spoken: they multiplied aboue number.
7 Sacrifice and oblation thou wouldest not: but eares thou hast perfited to me. Holocaust and for sinne thou didst not require:
8 then said I; Behold I come In the head of the booke it is written of me,
9 that I should doe thy wil: my God I would, and thy law in the middes of my hart.
10 I haue declared thy iustice in the great Church, loe I wil not stay my lippes: Lord thou hast knowen it.
11 Thy iustice I haue not hid in my hart: thy truth and thy saluation I haue spoken. I haue not hid thy mercie, and thy truth from the great councel.
12 But thou ô Lord make not thy commiserations farre from me: thy mercie and thy truth haue alwayes receiued me.
13 Because euils haue compassed me, which haue no number: mine iniquities haue ouertaken me, & I was not able to see. They are multiplied aboue the heares of my head: and my hart hath forsaken me.
14 It may please thee ô Lord to deliuer me: Lord haue respect to helpe me.
15 Let them be confounded and ashamed together, that seeke my soule, to take it away. Let them be turned backward, and be ashamed that wil me euils.
16 Let them forthwith receiue their confusion, that say to me: Wel, wel.
17 Let al that seeke thee, reioyce and be glad vpon thee: and let them that loue thy saluation, say alwayes: Our Lord be magnified:
18 But I am a begger, and poore: Our Lord is careful of me. Thou art my helper, & my protector: my God be not slacke.