Psalms 71:6-13

⁶Vpon thee haue I beene stayed from the wombe: thou art he that tooke me out of my mothers bowels: my praise shalbe alwaies of thee.

⁷I am become as it were a monster vnto many: but thou art my sure trust.

⁸Let my mouth be filled with thy praise, and with thy glory euery day.

⁹Cast mee not off in the time of age: forsake me not when my strength faileth.

¹⁰For mine enemies speake of mee, and they that lay waite for my soule, take their counsell together,

¹¹Saying, God hath forsaken him: pursue and take him, for there is none to deliuer him.

¹²Goe not farre from me, O God: my God, haste thee to helpe me.

¹³Let them be confounded and consumed that are against my soule: let them be couered with reproofe and confusion, that seeke mine hurt.