There is no health in my flesh, because of thy displeasure neither is there any rest in my bones, by reason of my sins.

For my wickednesses are gone over my head, and are a sore burden too heavy for me to bear.

My wounds stink and are corrupt through my foolishness.

Therefore is my spirit vexed within me, and my heart within me is desolate.

My sins have taken such hold upon me, that I am not able to look up: yea they are more in number than the hairs of my head, and my heart hath failed me.

But thou, O Lord, art full of compassion and mercy, long-suffering, plenteous in goodness and truth.

Turn thee unto me, and have mercy upon me; for I am desolate and in misery.

If thou, Lord, shouldst be extreme to mark what is done amiss, O Lord, who may abide it?

O remember not the sins and offences of my youth: but according to thy mercy think thou upon me for thy goodness.

Look upon my adversity and misery, and forgive me all my sins.

Hide not thy face from thy servant, for I am in trouble: O haste thee, and hear me.

Out of the deep do I call unto thee: Lord hear my voice.

Turn thee, O Lord, and deliver my soul: O save me for thy mercies' sake.

O go not far from me; for trouble is hard at hand, and there is none to help.

I stretch forth my hands unto thee: my soul gaspeth unto thee as a thirsty land.

Draw nigh unto my soul and save it: O deliver me, because of mine enemies.

For my soul is full of trouble, and my life draweth nigh unto hell.

Save me from the lion's mouth: hear me from among the horns of the unicorns.

O set me upon the rock that is higher than I! for thou art my hope, and a strong tower for me against the enemy.

Why art thou so heavy, O my soul, and why art thou so disquieted within me?

Put thy trust in God; for I will yet give him thanks for the help of his countenance.

The Lord shall make good his loving-kindness towards me yea, thy mercy, O Lord, endureth for ever; despise not thou the work of thine own hands. O God, thou art my God; early will I seek thee. My soul thirsteth for thee; my flesh longeth after thee in a barren and dry land, where no water is.

Like as the hart desireth the water-brooks, so longeth my soul after thee, O God.

My soul is athirst for God; yea, even for the living God: when shall I come to appear before the presence of God?

How amiable are thy dwellings, O Lord of Hosts! My soul hath a desire and longing to enter into the courts of the Lord: my heart and my flesh rejoice in the living God.

O that I had wings like a dove! for then would I and be at rest.

flee away,

O send out thy light and thy truth, that they may lead me and bring me unto thy holy hill and to thy dwelling.

For one day in thy courts is better than a thousand.

I had rather be a door-keeper in the house of my God, than to dwell in the tents of wickedness.

I should utterly have fainted, but that I believed verily to see the goodness of the Lord, in the land of the living.

Thou art my helper and Redeemer: O Lord, make no long tarrying.

EJACULATIONS.

O LORD, of whom may I seek for succour but of thee, who for my sins art justly displeased? Yet, O Lord God most holy, O Lord most mighty, O holy and most merciful Saviour, deliver me not into the bitter pains of eternal death.

Thou knowest, Lord, the secrets of my heart, shut not thy merciful ears to my prayer: but spare me, Lord most holy, O God most mighty, O holy and most merciful Saviour, thou most worthy Judge eternal, suffer me not at my last hour, for any pains of death, to fall from thee.

Father I have sinned against heaven, and before thee, and am not worthy to be called thy child: yet, O Lord, do not thou cast off the bowels and compassion of a father; but even as a father pitieth his own children, so be thou merciful unto me.

Lord, the prince of this world cometh, O let him have nothing in me: but as he accuseth, do thou absolve: he lays many and grievous things to my charge, which he can too well prove: I have nothing to say for myself, do thou answer for me, O Lord my God.

O Lord, I am clothed with filthy garments, and Satan stands at my right hand to resist me: O be thou pleased to rebuke, and pluck me as a brand out of the fire: cause mine iniquities to pass from me, and clothe me with the righteousness of thy Son.

Behold, O God, the devil is coming towards me, having great wrath, because he knoweth that he hath but a short time. O save and deliver me, lest he devour my soul like a lion, and tear it in pieces, while there is none to help.

O my God, I know that no unclean thing can enter into thy kingdom, and am I nothing but pollution; my very righteousnesses are as filthy rags. O wash

me and make me white in the blood of the Lamb, so that I may be fit to stand before thy throne.

Lord, the snares of death compass me round about: O let not the pains of hell also take hold upon me but though I find trouble and heaviness, yet, O Lord, I beseech thee, deliver my soul.

O dear Jesus, who hast bought me with the precious price of thine own blood, challenge now thy purchase, and let not the malice of hell pluck me out of thy hand.

O blessed High Priest, who art able to save them to the utmost, who come unto God by thee: save me, I beseech thee, who have no hope but in thy merits and intercession.

O God, I confess I have defaced that image of thine thou didst imprint upon my soul; yet, O thou faithful Creator, have pity on thy creature.

O Jesu, I have by my many and grievous sins crucified thee afresh; yet thou who prayedst for thy persecutors intercede for me also, and suffer not, O my Redeemer, my soul, (the price of thy blood) to perish.

O spirit of grace, I have, by my horrid impieties done despite to thee; yet, O blessed Comforter, though I have often grieved thee, be thou pleased to succour and relieve me, and say unto my soul, I am thy salvation.

Mine eyes look unto thee, O Lord, in thee is my trust; O cast not out my soul.

O Lord, in thee have I trusted, let me never be confounded.

O Blessed Lord, who scourgeth every son whom thou receivest, let me not be weary of thy correction, but give me such a perfect subjection to thee, the Father of spirits, that this chastisement may be for my profit, that I may thereby be partaker of thy holiness.

O thou Captain of my salvation, who wert made perfect by sufferings, sanctify to me all the pains of

body, all the terror of mind which thou shalt permit to fall upon me.

Lord, my sins have deserved eternal torments; make me cheerfully and thankfully to bear my present pains; chasten me as thou pleasest here, that I may not be condemned with the world.

Lord, the waters are come in even unto my soul; O let thy spirit move upon these waters, and make them like the pool of Bethesda, that they may cure whatsoever spiritual disease thou discernest in me.

O Christ, who sufferedst many and grievous things, and then enteredst into thy glory; make me to suffer with thee, that I may also be glorified with thee.

O dear Jesus, who humbledst thyself to the death of the cross for me, let that death of thine sweeten the bitterness of mine.

When thou hadst overcome the sharpness of death thou didst open the kingdom of heaven to all believers.

I believe that thou shalt come to be my judge.

I pray thee, therefore, help thy servant, whom thou hast redeemed with thy most precious blood.

Make me to be numbered with thy saints in glory everlasting.

Thou art the resurrection and the life; he that believeth in thee, though he were dead, yet shall he live; Lord, I believe, help thou my unbelief.

My flesh and my heart faileth; but God is the strength of my heart, and my portion for ever.

I desire to be dissolved and to be with Christ, which is far better: Lord, I groan earnestly, desiring to be clothed upon with that house from heaven.

I desire to put off this my tabernacle : O be pleased to receive me into everlasting habitations.

Bring my soul out of prison, that I may give thanks unto thy name.

Lord I am here to wrestle not only with flesh and blood, but with principalities and powers, and spiri