yet they, even they, with all their strength,

began to faint and fail:

even as two howling, ravenous wolves

to dogs do turn their tail.

th' ungodly o'er the just prevail'd,

for so thou hadst appointed;

that thou might'st greater glory give

unto thine own anointed.

and now thou hast restored our state,

pity our kirk also;

for she by tribtions

is now brought very low.

consume that high-ce, patronage,

from off thy holy hill;

and in thy fury burn the book—

even of that man m'gill.

now hear our prayer, ept our song,

and fight thy chosen's battle:

we seek but little, lord, from thee,

thou kens we get as little.