Second PART

Friends, and Companions, stand aloof, To see my wretched Plight; My Kinsmen stand far off, and gaze, At such a dismal Sight. Then they, who hunted for my Life, Their Snares for me did lay; And they, that sought my Hurt, spread Lies, And fram'd Deceit all Day. But, as one deaf, I did not hear; As dumb, my Tongue was ty'd: Thus, as if quite bereft of Sense, I never once reply'd. For in the Lord I trust; my God Will answer when I call. Hear me, (I said,) lest they insult, And triumph when I fall. For I am prone to halt; whilst Grief Thus constant preys within. To Thee, Lord, I'll confess my Fault; With Sorrow for my Sin. Mean while my Foes are lively grown, Encreas'd in Strength and Pride; They, that injuriously me hate, Are greatly multiply'd. And they that Ill for Good reward, A base ingratefull Crew, Are now my Adversaries turn'd; Because I Good pursue. Forsake me not, O Lord; nor far, My God, from me depart. Make hast to rescue me; for thou, Lord, my Salvation art.