9. O Lord, all that I do desireis still before thine eye;And of my heart the secret groansnot hidden are from thee.
10. My heart doth pant incessantly,my strength doth quite decay;As for mine eyes, their wonted lightis from me gone away.
11. My lovers and my friends do standat distance from my sore;And those do stand aloof that werekinsmen and kind before.
12. Yea, they that seek my life lay snares:who seek to do me wrongSpeak things mischievous, and deceitsimagine all day long.