Psalms 13

1 To the Chief Musician. A Melody of David. How long, O Yahweh, wilt thou wholly forget me? How long wilt thou hide thy face from me?

To him that excelleth. A Psalme of Dauid. Howe long wilt thou forget me, O Lord, for euer? howe long wilt thou hide thy face from me?

2 How long shall I lay up cares within my soul, sorrow in my heart, day by day? How long shall mine enemy lift himself up over me?

How long shall I take counsell within my selfe, hauing wearinesse dayly in mine heart? how long shall mine enemie be exalted aboue me?

3 Have regard! answer me O Yahweh my God, —Light up mine eyes, lest I sleep on into death:

Beholde, and heare mee, O Lord my God: lighten mine eyes, that I sleepe not in death:

4 Lest mine enemy say, I have prevailed over him! and, mine adversaries, exult, that I totter.

Lest mine enemie say, I haue preuailed against him: and they that afflict me, reioyce when I slide.

5 But, I, in thy lovingkindness, have put my trust, My heart shall exult in thy salvation:

But I trust in thy mercie: mine heart shall reioyce in thy saluation:

6 I will sing to Yahweh, for he hath dealt beautifully with me.

I will sing to the Lord, because he hath delt louingly with me.