Cum invocarim

1 O God, that art my righteousness,
Lord, hear me when I call;
Thou hast set me at liberty,
when I was bound in thrall:

2 Have mercy, Lord, therefore on me,
and grant me my request,
For unto thee incessantly
to cry I will not rest.

3 O mortal men, how long will ye
my glory thus despise?
Why wander ye in vanity,
and follow after lies?

4 Know ye that good and godly men
the Lord doth take and chuse;
And when to him I make complaint,
he doth me not refuse.

5 Sin not, but stand in awe therefore,
examine well your heart,
And in your chamber quietly
see ye yourselves convert.

6 Offer to God the sacrifice
of righteousness and praise,
And look that in the living Lord
ye put your trust always.

7 The greater sort crave worldly goods
and riches do embrace;
But, Lord, grant us thy countenance,
thy favour, and thy grace:

8 For thou thereby shalt make my heart
more joyful and more glad,
Than they that of their corn and wine
full great increase have had.

9 In peace therefore lie down will I,
taking my rest and sleep;
For thou only dost me, O Lord,
preserve and safely keep.

Source: The Whole Book of Psalms #IV