My soul oppressed with care and grief
Doth cleave unto the dust
O quicken me after thy word
For therein do I trust

My ways unto thee have I showed
Thou answerest me again
Teach me thy law, and so I shall
Be easèd of my pain

The way of thy commandments, Lord
Make me to understand
And I will muse upon the power
And wonders of thy hand

My heart doth melt and pine away
For very pain and grief
O, raise me up, after thy word
And send me some