11 Promise unto the Lord your God, and keep it, all ye that are round about him: bring presents unto him that ought to be feared.
12 He shall refrain the spirit of princes: and is wonderful among the kings of the earth.
PSALM 77. Voce mea ad Dominum.
I will cry unto God with my voice: even unto God will I cry with my voice, and he shall hearken unto me.
2 In the time of my trouble I sought the Lord: my sore ran and ceased not in the night-season; my soul refused comfort.
3 When I am in heaviness, I will think upon God: when my heart is vexed, I will complain.
4 Thou boldest mine eyes waking: I am so feeble, that I cannot speak.
5 I have considered the days of old: and the years that are past.
6 I call to remembrance my song: and in the night I commune with mine own heart, and search out my spirit.
7 Will the Lord absent himself for ever: and will he be no more intreated?