We haue herde with or eares (o God) or fathers haue tolde vs, what thou hast done in their tyme, of olde.

How thou hast dryue out the Heithen wt thy honde, & plated the in: how thou hast destroyed the nacions & cast the out.

For they gat not the londe in possession thorow their owne swerde, nether was it their owne arme that helped them.

But thy right hade, thyne arme & the light of thy countenaunce, because thou haddest a fauoure vnto them.

Thou art ye kinge & my God, thou sendest helpe vnto Iacob.

Thorow ye, wil we ouerthrowe oure enemies: & in thy name will we treade them vnder, that ryse vp agaynst vs.

For I will not trust in my bowe, it is not my swerde yt shal helpe me.

But it is thou that sauest vs fro oure enemies, and puttest them to confucion that hate vs.

We will allwaye make oure boast of God, and prayse thy name for euer.

Sela. But now thou forsakest vs, & puttest vs to confucion, and goest not forth with oure hoostes.

Thou makest vs to turne oure backes vpon oure enemies, so that they which hate vs, spoile oure goodes.

Thou lettest vs be eaten vp like shepe, & scatrest vs amonge the Heithen.

Thou sellest thy people for naught, & takest no moneye for them.

Thou makest vs to be rebuked of or neghbours, to be laughed to scorne aud had in derision, of them that are rounde aboute vs.

Thou hast made vs a very byworde amonge the Heithen, & that the people shake their heades at vs.

My cofucion is daylie before me, & the shame of my face couereth me.

For the voyce of the slaunderer & blasphemer, for the enemie and auenger.

All this is come vpon vs, & yet haue we not forgotten the, ner behaued oure selues vnfaithfully in thy couenaunt.

Oure hert is not turned backe, nether oure steppes gone out of thy waye.

That thou smytest vs so in the place of the serpet, & couerest vs with ye shadowe of death.

Yf we had forgotten the name of oure God, & holde vp oure hondes to eny straunge God: Shulde not God fynde it out? for he knoweth the very secretes of the hert.

But for thy sake we are kylled all the daie longe, and are counted as shepe apoynted to be slayne.

Vp LORDE, why slepest thou? Awake, and cast vs not of for euer.

Wherfore hydest thou thy face? wilt thou clene forget oure misery and oppressio?

For oure soule is brought lowe euen vnto the dust, and oure bely cleueth vnto the grounde.

Arise o LORDE, helpe vs, and delyuer vs for thy mercie sake.