Miserere mei, Deus.

Be merciful unto me, O God, for man goeth about | to devour me;

* he is daily | fighting•, and troubling me.

2 Mine enemies are daily at hand to | swallow• me up;

* for they be many that fight against | me, O thou Most Highest.

3 Nevertheless, though I am | sometime• afraid,

* yet put | I my trust in thee.

4 I will praise God, because | of his word:

* I have put my trust in God, and will not fear what | flesh can do •unto• me.

5 They daily mis- | -take my words;

* all that they imagine | is to do me evil.

6 They hold all together, and | keep them•selves close,

* and mark my steps, when they lay | wait for my soul.

7 Shall they escape | for their wickedness?

* thou, O God, in thy dis- | -pleasure• shalt cast them down.

8 Thou tellest my wanderings; put my tears | into• thy bottle:

* are not these things | noted in thy book?

9 Whensoever I call upon thee, then shall mine enemies be | put to flight:

* this I know; for | God is on my side.

10 In God's word will | I rejoice;

* in the LORD's word | will I comfort me.

11 Yea, in God have I | put my trust;

* I will not be afraid what | man can do •unto• me.

12 Unto thee, O God, will I | pay my vows;

* unto thee | will I give thanks.

13 For thou hast delivered my soul from death, and my | feet from falling,

* that I may walk before God in the | light of the living.

Glory be to the Father, and | to the Son,

* and | to the Holy Ghost,

As it was in the beginning, is now, and | ever shall be,

* world without | end.  Amen.