153 Consider my affliction, Lord,
And me from bondage draw;
Think on thy servant in distress,
Who ne'er forgets thy law.

154 Plead thou my cause; to that and me
Thy timely aid afford;
With beams of mercy quicken me,
According to thy word.

155 From harden'd sinners thou remov'st
Salvation far away;
'Tis just thou shouldst withdraw from them
Who from thy statutes stray.

156 Since great thy tender mercies are
To all who thee adore;
According to thy judgments, Lord,
My fainting hopes restore.

157 A num'rous host of spiteful foe
Against my life combine;
But all too few to force my soul
Thy statues to decline.

158 Those bold transgressors I beheld,
And was with grief oppress'd,
To see with what audacious pride
Thy cov'nant they transgress'd.

159 Yet while they slight, consider, Lord,
How I thy precepts love;
O therefore quicken me with beams
Of mercy from above.

160 As from the birth of time thy truth
Has held through ages past,
So shall thy righteous judgments, firm,
To endless ages last.