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 Melody of David. O Yahweh, hear my prayer, Give ear to my supplications, In thy faithfulness, answer me, in thy righteousness.
2 (And enter not into iudgement with thy seruant: for in thy sight shall none that liueth, be iustified)
Do not then enter into judgment with thy servant, for no one living, can appear just before thee.
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:
For an enemy hath pursued my soul, hath crushed, to the earth, my life, hath made me dwell in dark places, like the ancient dead.
4 And my spirit was in perplexitie in me, and mine heart within me was amased.
Therefore hath my spirit, fainted concerning myself, Within me, hath, my heart, been confounded.
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 have remembered the days of aforetime, I have talked with myself of every deed of thine, Of the work of thy hands, I would speak:
6 I stretche forth mine hands vnto thee: my soule desireth after thee, as the thirstie land. (Selah)
I have spread out my hands unto thee, My soul, is as a thirsty land, for thee. (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.
Speedily answer me, O Yahweh, My spirit faileth, —Do not hide thy face from me, or I shall be made like unto them who go down into the pit.
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 me hear, in the morning, thy lovingkindness, for, in thee, have, I trusted, —Let me know the way in which I should walk, for, unto thee, have I uplifted my soul.
9 Deliuer me, O Lord, from mine enemies: for I hid me with thee.
Rescue me from my foes, O Yahweh, Unto thee, have I come seeking refuge.
10 Teach me to do thy will, for thou art my God: let thy good Spirit leade me vnto the land of righteousnes.
Teach me to do thy good pleasure, for, thou, art my God, —Thy spirit, is good, thou wilt set me down to rest in a level land.
11 Quicken me, O Lord, for thy Names sake, and for thy righteousnes bring my soule out of trouble.
For the sake of thy Name, O Yahweh, wilt thou give unto me life, In thy righteousness, wilt thou bring forth, out of distress, my soul;
12 And for thy mercy slay mine enemies, and destrie all them that oppresse my soule: for I am thy seruant.
And, in thy lovingkindness, wilt thou exterminate my foes, —and destroy all the adversaries of my soul, because, I, am thy servant.
