4. Free me, my God, from wicked hands,hands cruel and unjust:
5. For thou, O Lord God, art my hope,and from my youth my trust.
6. Thou from the womb didst hold me up;thou art the same that meOut of my mother's bowels took;I ever will praise thee.
7. To many I a wonder am;but thou'rt my refuge strong.
8. Fill'd let my mouth be with thy praiseand honour all day long.
9. O do not cast me off, when asold age doth overtake me;And when my strength decayed is,then do not thou forsake me.
10. For those that are mine enemiesagainst me speak with hate;And they together counsel takethat for my soul lay wait.
11. They said, God leaves him; him pursueand take: none will him save.
12. Be thou not far from me, my God:thy speedy help I crave.
13. Confound, consume them, that untomy soul are enemies:Cloth'd be they with reproach and shamethat do my hurt devise.