[1]The `title of the hundrid and two and fourtithe salm. The salm of Dauid. Lord, here thou my preier, with eeris perseyue thou my biseching; in thi treuthe here thou me, in thi riytwisnesse.[2]And entre thou not in to dom with thi seruaunt; for ech man lyuynge schal not be maad iust in thi siyt.[3]For the enemy pursuede my soule; he made lowe my lijf in erthe. He hath set me in derk placis, as the deed men of the world,[4]and my spirit was angwischid on me; myn herte was disturblid in me.[5]I was myndeful of elde daies, Y bithouyte in alle thi werkis; Y bithouyte in the dedis of thin hondis.[6]I helde forth myn hondis to thee; my soule as erthe with out water to thee.[7]Lord, here thou me swiftli; my spirit failide. Turne thou not a wei thi face fro me; and Y schal be lijk to hem that gon doun in to the lake.