Томас Равенскрофт - My Lord my God in all distresse - текст песни (слова)

My Lord my God in all distresse
 my hope is all in thee:
 Then let no shame my soule oppresse,
 nor one take hold on mee.
 As thou art just, defend me Lord,
 and rid me out of dread:
 Give eare and to my sute accord,
 and send me helpe at need.