Psalms 143
1 The salm of Dauid. Lord, here thou my preier, with eeris perseyue thou my biseching; in thi treuthe here thou me, in thi riytwisnesse.
A Psalm of David. Hear my prayer, O Jehovah; give ear to my supplications: In thy faithfulness answer me, [and] in thy righteousness.
2 And entre thou not in to dom with thi seruaunt; for ech man lyuynge schal not be maad iust in thi siyt.
And enter not into judgment with thy servant; For in thy sight no man living is righteous.
3 For the enemy pursuede my soule; he made lowe my lijf in erthe. He hath set me in derk placis, as the deed men of the world,
For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; He hath smitten my life down to the ground: He hath made me to dwell in dark places, as those that have been long dead.
4 and my spirit was angwischid on me; myn herte was disturblid in me.
Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; My heart within me is desolate.
5 I was myndeful of elde daies, Y bithouyte in alle thi werkis; Y bithouyte in the dedis of thin hondis.
I remember the days of old; I meditate on all thy doings; I muse on the work of thy hands.
6 I helde forth myn hondis to thee; my soule as erthe with out water to thee.
I spread forth my hands unto thee: My soul [thirsteth] after thee, as a weary land. (Selah)
7 Lord, here thou me swiftli; my spirit failide. Turne thou not a wei thi face fro me; and Y schal be lijk to hem that gon doun in to the lake.
Make haste to answer me, O Jehovah; my spirit faileth: Hide not thy face from me, Lest I become like them that go down into the pit.
8 Make thou erli thi merci herd to me; for Y hopide in thee. Make thou knowun to me the weie in which Y schal go; for Y reiside my soule to thee.
Cause me to hear thy lovingkindness in the morning; For in thee do I trust: Cause me to know the way wherein I should walk; For I lift up my soul unto thee.
9 Delyuere thou me fro myn enemyes, Lord, Y fledde to thee;
Deliver me, O Jehovah, from mine enemies: I flee unto thee to hide me.
10 teche thou me to do thi wille, for thou art my God. Thi good spirit schal lede me forth in to a riytful lond;
Teach me to do thy will; For thou art my God: Thy Spirit is good; Lead me in the land of uprightness.
11 Lord, for thi name thou schalt quikene me in thin equite. Thou schalt lede my soule out of tribulacioun;
Quicken me, O Jehovah, for thy name’s sake: In thy righteousness bring my soul out of trouble.
12 and in thi merci thou schalt scatere alle myn enemyes. And thou schalt leese alle them, that troublen my soule; for Y am thi seruaunt.
And in thy lovingkindness cut off mine enemies, And destroy all them that afflict my soul; For I am thy servant.
