Psalms 143
1 A Psalme of David. Heare my prayer, O Lord, and hearken vnto my supplication: answer me in thy trueth and in thy righteousnes.
A Psalm. Of David. Let my prayer come to you, O Lord; give ear to my requests for your grace; keep faith with me, and give me an answer in your righteousness;
2 (And enter not into iudgement with thy seruant: for in thy sight shall none that liueth, be iustified)
Let not your servant come before you to be judged; for no man living is upright in your eyes.
3 For the enemie hath persecuted my soule: he hath smitten my life downe to the earth: he hath layde me in the darkenes, as they that haue bene dead long agoe:
The evil man has gone after my soul; my life is crushed down to the earth: he has put me in the dark, like those who have long been dead.
4 And my spirit was in perplexitie in me, and mine heart within me was amased.
Because of this my spirit is overcome; and my heart is full of fear.
5 Yet do I remember the time past: I meditate in all thy workes, yea, I doe meditate in the workes of thine hands.
I keep in mind the early days of the past, giving thought to all your acts, even to the work of your hands.
6 I stretche forth mine hands vnto thee: my soule desireth after thee, as the thirstie land. (Selah)
My hands are stretched out to you: my soul is turned to you, like a land in need of water. (Selah)
7 Heare me spedely, O Lord, for my spirit faeleth: hide not thy face from me, els I shall be like vnto them that go downe into the pit.
Be quick in answering me, O Lord, for the strength of my spirit is gone: let me see your face, so that I may not be like those who go down into the underworld.
8 Let me heare thy louing kindenes in the morning, for in thee is my trust: shewe mee the waie, that I should walke in, for I lift vp my soule vnto thee.
Let the story of your mercy come to me in the morning, for my hope is in you: give me knowledge of the way in which I am to go; for my soul is lifted up to you.
9 Deliuer me, O Lord, from mine enemies: for I hid me with thee.
O Lord, take me out of the hands of my haters; my soul is waiting for you.
10 Teach me to do thy will, for thou art my God: let thy good Spirit leade me vnto the land of righteousnes.
Give me teaching so that I may do your pleasure; for you are my God: let your good Spirit be my guide into the land of righteousness.
11 Quicken me, O Lord, for thy Names sake, and for thy righteousnes bring my soule out of trouble.
Give me life, O Lord, because of your name; in your righteousness take my soul out of trouble.
12 And for thy mercy slay mine enemies, and destrie all them that oppresse my soule: for I am thy seruant.
And in your mercy put an end to my haters, and send destruction on all those who are against my soul; for I am your servant.
