12Shall thy wonderous workes be knowen in the darke? and thy righteousnes in the land of obliuion?
13But vnto thee haue I cryed, O Lord, and early shall my prayer come before thee.
14Lord, why doest thou reiect my soule, and hidest thy face from me?
15I am afflicted and at the point of death: from my youth I suffer thy terrours, doubting of my life.
16Thine indignations goe ouer me, and thy feare hath cut me off.