2. But thou, O Lord, art always the same, and endureth for ever; always good, just and holy; doing all things well, justly, and holily; and disposing them in wisdom.
But I, who am more inclined to go back than to go forward, continue not always in one state; for seven different seasons are changed over me.
Yet it quickly becomes better when it pleaseth thee, and thou stretchest out thy helping hand: for thou alone, without man's aid, canst assist me, and so strengthen me, that my countenance shall be no more changed, but my heart shall be converted, and take its rest in thee alone.
3. Wherefore if I did but well know how to cast away from me all human comfort, either for the sake of devotion, or through the necessity of seeking thee, because there is no man that can comfort me.
Then might I justly depend on thy grace, and rejoice in the gift of new consolation.
4. Thanks be to thee, from whom all proceeds as often as it goes well with me.
But, for my part, I am but mere vanity, and nothing in thy sight; an unconstant and weak man.
What have I then to glory in? or why do I desire to be esteemed?