Have mercy on me, O God, have mercy on me: for my soul trusteth in thee.

And in the shadow of thy wings will I hope, until iniquity pass away.

I will cry to God the most High; to God who hath done good to me.

He hath sent from heaven and delivered me: he hath made them a reproach that trod upon me.

God hath sent his mercy and his truth.

And he hath delivered my soul from the midst of the young lions.

I slept troubled.

The sons of men, whose teeth are weapons and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.

Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens, and thy glory above all the earth.

They prepared a snare for my feet: and they bowed down my soul.

They dug a pit before my face, and they are fallen into it.

My heart is ready, O God, my heart is ready: I will sing, and rehearse a psalm.

Arise, O my glory, arise psaltery and harp: I will arise early.

I will give praise to thee, O Lord, among the people: I will sing a psalm to thee among the nations.

For thy mercy is magnified even to the heavens: and thy truth unto the clouds.

Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens: and thy glory above all the earth.