Psalms 143
1 A Melody of David. O Yahweh, hear my prayer, Give ear to my supplications, In thy faithfulness, answer me, in thy righteousness.
Hear, O Lord, my prayer: give ear to my supplication in thy truth: hear me in thy justice.
2 Do not then enter into judgment with thy servant, for no one living, can appear just before thee.
And enter not into judgment with thy servant: for in thy sight no man living shall be justified.
3 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.
For the enemy hath persecuted my soul: he hath brought down my life to the earth. He hath made me to dwell in darkness as those that have been dead of old:
4 Therefore hath my spirit, fainted concerning myself, Within me, hath, my heart, been confounded.
And my spirit is in anguish within me: my heart within me is troubled.
5 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:
I remembered the days of old, I meditated on all thy works: I meditated upon the works of thy hands.
6 I have spread out my hands unto thee, My soul, is as a thirsty land, for thee. (Selah)
I stretched forth my hands to thee: my soul is as earth without water unto thee.
7 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.
Hear me speedily, O Lord: my spirit hath fainted away. Turn not away thy face from me, lest I be like unto them that go down into the pit.
8 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.
Cause me to hear thy mercy in the morning; for in thee have I hoped. Make the way known to me, wherein I should walk: for I have lifted up my soul to thee.
9 Rescue me from my foes, O Yahweh, Unto thee, have I come seeking refuge.
Deliver me from my enemies, O Lord, to thee have I fled:
10 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.
Teach me to do thy will, for thou art my God. Thy good spirit shall lead me into the right land:
11 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;
For thy name’s sake, O Lord, thou wilt quicken me in thy justice. Thou wilt bring my soul out of trouble:
12 And, in thy lovingkindness, wilt thou exterminate my foes, —and destroy all the adversaries of my soul, because, I, am thy servant.
And in thy mercy thou wilt destroy my enemies. And thou wilt cut off all them that afflict my soul: for I am thy servant.
