1 {To the Chanter, of David, to bring remembrance} Haste thee, O God, to deliver me; make haste to help me, O LORD.
2 Let them be ashamed and confounded that seek after my soul; let them be turned backward, and put to confusion that wish me evil. 3 Let them soon be brought to shame, that cry over me, "There! there!"
4 But let all those that seek thee be joyful and glad in thee, and let all such as delight in thy salvation say always, "The LORD be praised." 5 As for me, I am poor and in misery; haste thee unto me, O God. Thou art my help, my redeemer, and my God: O make no long tarrying.