Бёрд Уильям - Mine eyes with fervency - ноты, текст песни (слова)

Mine eyes with fervencie of sprite
 I doe lift up on hie:
 To thee O Lord that dwellst in light
 which no man may come nie.
 Beehold even as the servants eyes,
 Upon their master waite:
 And as the maide her mistris hand,
 with carefull eye and straite,
 Attends: So wee O Lord our God,
 thy throne with hope and griefe
 Beehold, untill thou mercie send,
 And give us some reliefe. O Lord though wee deserve it not,
 yet mercie let us finde:
 A people that despised are,
 throwne downe in soule and minde,
 The mightie proud men of the world,
 that seekes us to oppresse:
 have fild our soules with all contempts,
 and left us in distresse.
 (An anonymous metrical version of Psalm 123)