Domine quid

Verse 1

O Lord, how are my foes increas'd, who vex me more and more? They break my heart, when as they say, God can him not restore.

Verse 2

But thou, O Lord, art my defence, when I am hard bestead, My worship and my honuor both, and thou hold'st up my head.

Verse 3

Then with my voice unto the Lord I did both call and cry; And he out of his holy hill did here me instantly.

Verse 4

I laid me down, and quietly I slept and rose again, For why? I know assuredly, the Lord did me sustain.

Verse 5

If thousands up against me rise, I will not be afraid; For thou art still my Lord and God, my Saviuor and my aid.

Verse 6

Rise up therefore, save me, my God, to thee I make my prayer, For thou hast broke the cheeks and teeth of all that wicked are.

Verse 7

Salvation only doth belong to thee, O Lord, above, Who on thy people dost bestow thy blessing and thy love.