1 Give sentence with me, O God, and defend my cause against the ungodly people; O deliver me from the deceitful and wicked man. 2 For thou art the God of my strength; why hast thou put me from thee? And why go I so heavily, while the enemy oppresseth me?
3 O send out thy light and thy truth, that they may lead me and bring me unto thy holy hill, and to thy dwelling; 4 and that I may go unto the altar of God, even unto the God of my joy and gladness: and upon the harp will I give thanks unto thee, O God, my God.
5 Why art thou so heavy, O my soul, and why art thou so disquieted within me? O put thy trust in God, for I will yet give him thanks, which is the help of my countenance, and my God.