“Lord, by thy fauour thou hast made my mountaine to stand strong: Thou didst hide thy face, and I was troubled.”
King James Version (KJV)
4. Sing vnto the Lord, (O yee Saints of his) and giue thanks at the remembrance of his holinesse. 5. For his anger endureth but a moment; in his fauour is life: weeping may endure for a night, but ioy commeth in the morning. 6. And in my prosperitie I said, I shall neuer be mooued. 7. Lord, by thy fauour thou hast made my mountaine to stand strong: Thou didst hide thy face, and I was troubled. 8. I cried to thee, O Lord: and vnto the Lord I made supplication. 9. What profit is there in my blood, when I goe downe to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy trueth? 10. Heare, O Lord, and haue mercie vpon me: Lord be thou my helper.