7. For a disease that loathsome isso fills my loins with pain,That in my weak and weary fleshno soundness doth remain.
8. So feeble and infirm am I,and broken am so sore,That, through disquiet of my heart,I have been made to roar.
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.
13. But, as one deaf, that heareth not,I suffer'd all to pass;I as a dumb man did become,whose mouth not open'd was:
14. As one that hears not, in whose mouthare no reproofs at all.
15. For, Lord, I hope in thee; my God,thou'lt hear me when I call.
16. For I said, Hear me, lest they shouldrejoice o'er me with pride;And o'er me magnify themselves,when as my foot doth slide.
17. For I am near to halt, my griefis still before mine eye:
18. For I'll declare my sin, and grievefor mine iniquity.
19. But yet mine en'mies lively are,and strong are they beside;And they that hate me wrongfullyare greatly multiply'd.
20. And they for good that render ill,as en'mies me withstood;Yea, ev'n for this, because that Ido follow what is good.
21. Forsake me not, O Lord; my God,far from me never be.
22. O Lord, thou my salvation art,haste to give help to me.