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. O LORD, hear my prayer, 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 shall no man living be justified.
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 crushed my life down to the ground; he hath made me to dwell in darkness, as those that have been long dead.
4 and my spirit was angwischid on me; myn herte was disturblid in me.
And my spirit fainteth within me; my heart within me is appalled.
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 doing; 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.
Answer me speedily, O LORD, 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 unto Thee have I lifted up my soul.
9 Delyuere thou me fro myn enemyes, Lord, Y fledde to thee;
Deliver me from mine enemies, O LORD; with Thee have I hidden myself.
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; let Thy good spirit lead me in an even land.
11 Lord, for thi name thou schalt quikene me in thin equite. Thou schalt lede my soule out of tribulacioun;
For Thy name's sake, O LORD, quicken me; 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 mercy cut off mine enemies, and destroy all them that harass my soul; for I am Thy servant.
