Into Your Hands I Commit My Spirit
(Luke 23:44–49)

1To the chiefe musition, a psalme of Dauid. In thee O God I haue put my trust, let me neuer be confounded: deliuer me in thy righteousnes.

2Bowe downe thine eare to me, make hast to deliuer me: be vnto me a strong rocke and a house of defence, that thou mayest saue me.

3For thou art my strong rocke and fortresse: euen for thy name sake conduct me, and direct me.

4Take me out of the net that they haue layde priuily for me: for thou art my strength.

5Into thy hande I commende my spirite: for thou hast redeemed me O God the Lorde of trueth.

6I haue hated them that obserue superstitious vanities: and my trust hath ben in God.

7I wyll be glad and reioyce in thy louing kindnes: for that thou hast considered my trouble, and hast knowen my soule in aduersities.

8Thou hast not shut me vp into the hande of the enemie: but hast set my feete in a large roome.

9Haue mercy vpon me O God, for I am in distresse: mine eye, my soule, and my belly be consumed for very heauinesse.

10For my life is wasted with sorow, and mine eares with mourning: my strength fayleth me because of mine iniquitie, and my bones are putrified.

11I became a reprofe among al mine enemies, but especially among my neighbours: and they of mine acquaintaunce were afraide of me, and they that dyd see me without, conueyed them selues quickly fro me.

12I became cleane forgotten as a dead man out of minde: I became like a broken vessell.

13For I haue hearde the villanie of the multitude, and feare was on euery side me: whyle they conspired together against me, and toke their counsell to take away my life.

14But my hope hath ben in thee O God: I haue sayd thou art my Lorde.

15My time is in thy hande, deliuer me from the hande of mine enemies: and from them that persecute me.

16Cause thy countenaunce to shine vppon thy seruaunt: saue me for thy mercies sake.

17Let me not be confounded O God, for I haue called vpon thee: let the vngodlye be put to confusion, and be put to scilence in the graue.

18Let the lying lippes be put to scilence: which speake against ye righteous greeuous thinges with disdaine & contempt.

19Howe plentifull is thy goodnes which thou hast layde vp for them that feare thee? and whiche thou hast prepared for them that put their trust in thee before the sonnes of men.

20Thou hydest them priuily in thyne owne presence from the raginges of all men: thou kepest them secretly as in a tabernacle from the strife of tongues.

21Blessed be God: for he hath shewed me marueylous great kindnes in a strong citie.

22And when I fled with al haste, I said I am cast out of the sight of thine eyes: neuerthelesse, thou heardest the voyce of my prayer when I cryed vnto thee.

23Loue God all ye his saintes: for God preserueth them that are faythfull, and rewardeth most aboundauntly the proude doer.

24All ye that put your trust in God be ye of a good courage: and he wyll comfort your heart.