[To the chiefe Musician. A Psalme of Dauid.] How long wilt thou forget mee (O Lord) for euer? how long wilt thou hide thy face from me?
How long shall I take counsel in my soule, hauing sorrow in my heart dayly? how long shall mine enemie be exalted ouer me?
Consider and heare me, O Lord my God: lighten mine eyes, lest I sleep the sleepe of death.
Least mine enimie say, I haue preuailed against him: and those that trouble mee, reioyce, when I am moued.
But I haue trusted in thy mercy, my heart shall reioyce in thy saluation.
I will sing vnto the Lord, because hee hath dealt bountifully with mee.