Psalm 38

I said: I will keep my ways, O Lady: when by thee the grace of Christ was given to me. By thy sweetness my soul was melted: my bowels are inflamed by thy love. Hear my prayer, O Lady, and my supplication: and let mine enemies pine away. Have mercy on me from Heaven and from the height of thy throne: and permit me not to be troubled in the valley of misery. Keep my foot, lest it should be injured: and may thy grace be with my end. Glory be to the Father, etc.