Certainly my enemies chase me. They smash me into the ground. They force me to live in dark regions, like those who have been dead for ages.

Hear me, O LORD, and that soon, for my spirit waxeth faint; hide not thy face from me, lest I be like unto them that go down into the grave.

Teach me to do the thing that pleaseth thee; for thou art my God. Let thy loving spirit lead me forth into the land of righteousness.

that our oxen may be strong to labour; that there be no decay, no leading into captivity, and no complaining in our streets.

Let them praise the name of the Lord, for he gave the command and they came into existence.