15 Mine eyes upon the Lord
continually are set;
for he it is that shall bring forth
my feet out of the net.
16 Turn unto me thy face,
and to me mercy show;
because that I am desolate,
and am brought very low.
17 My heart’s griefs are increased:
me from distress relieve.
18 See mine affliction and my pain,
and all my sins forgive.
19 Consider thou my foes,
because they many be;
and it a cruel hatred is
which they do bear to me.
20 O do thou keep my soul,
do thou deliver me;
and let me never be ashamed,
because I trust in thee.
21 Let truth and right me keep,
for I on thee attend.
22 Redemption, Lord, to Israel
from all his troubles send.
Source: The Irish Presbyterian Hymnbook #P25f