6. My soul's bow'd down; for they a nethave laid, my steps to snare:Into the pit which they have digg'dfor me, they fallen are.
7. My heart is fix'd, my heart is fix'd,O God; I'll sing and praise.
8. My glory wake; wake psalt'ry, harp;myself I'll early raise.
9. I'll praise thee 'mong the people, Lord;'mong nations sing will I:
10. For great to heav'n thy mercy is,thy truth is to the sky.