Voce mea

Verse 1

Unto the Lord God with my voice I did send out my cry: And with my straining voice unto the Lord God prayed I.

Verse 2

My meditation in his sight to pour I did not spare, And in the presence of the Lord my trouble did declare.

Verse 3

Although perplexed was my soul, my path was known to thee: In way where I did walk, a snare, they slyly laid for me.

Verse 4

I look'd and view'd on my right hand, but none there would me know: All refuge failed me, and for my soul none care did shew.

Verse 5

Then cried I to thee, and said, O Lord, my hope thou art: And in the land of the living my portion and my part.

Verse 6

Hear now my cry, for I am brought full low, deliver me From them that do me persecute, for me too strong they be.

Verse 7

That I may praise thy name, my soul from prison, Lord bring out: When thou art good to me, the just shall compass me about.