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Edward Farr, ed.  Select Poetry of the Reign of Queen Elizabeth.  1845.
Psalme XIII
XVIII. William Byrd
O LORD, how long wilt thou forget
  To send mee some reliefe?
For euer wilt thou hide thy face,
  And so increase my griefe?
How long shall I, with waxed heart,        5
  Seeke councell in my sprite?
How long shall my malicious foes
  Triumph, and me despite?
O Lord, my God, heare my complaint,
  Vttered with wofull breath;        10
Lighten mine eies; defend my life,
  That I sleep not in death:
Least that mine enemie say, I haue
  Against him, loe, preuayled:
At my downefall they will reioyce,        15
  That thus haue me assayl’d.
But in thy mercie, Lord, I trust,
  For that shall mee defend:
My hart doth ioy to see the help
  Which thou to mee wilt send.        20
Vnto the Lord, therefore, I sing,
  And doe lift vp my voyce;
And for his goodnesse shew’d to mee
  I will alway reioyce.

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