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0. [To the chiefe musition, <BR />a Psalme of Dauid.]
1. Howe long wylt thou forget me O God, for euer? howe long wilt thou hyde thy face from me?
2. Howe long shall I seke counsayle in my soule, and be so vexed in mine heart euery day? howe long shall myne enemie triumph ouer me?
3. Loke downe and heare me O God my Lorde: lighten myne eyes, lest that I sleepe in death.
4. Lest myne enemie say, I haue preuayled agaynst hym: lest they that trouble me reioyce yf I shoulde be remoued.
5. But I repose my trust in thy mercie, and my heart is ioyfull in thy saluation:
6. I wyll syng to God, because he hath rewarded me.