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Psalm 142–143

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Psalm 142

An instruction of David; when he was in the cave: a prayer.

I cry unto Jehovah with my voice: with my voice unto Jehovah do I make supplication. I pour out my plaint before him; I shew before him my trouble. When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, then thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walked have they hidden a snare for me.

4Look on the right hand and see; there is no man that knoweth me: refuge hath failed me; no man careth for my soul. 5I cried unto thee, Jehovah; I said, Thou art my refuge, my portion in the land of the living. 6Attend unto my cry, for I am brought very low; deliver me from my persecutors, for they are stronger than I. 7Bring my soul out of prison, that I may celebrate thy name. The righteous shall surround me, because thou dealest bountifully with me.

Psalm 143

A Psalm of David.

Jehovah, hear my prayer; give ear to my supplications: in thy faithfulness answer me, in thy righteousness. And enter not into judgment with thy servant; for in thy sight no man living shall be justified. For the enemy persecuteth my soul: he hath crushed my life down to the earth; he hath made me to dwell in dark places, as those that have been long dead. And my spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate. I remember the days of old: I meditate on all thy doing; I muse on the work of thy hands. I stretch forth my hands unto thee: my soul, as a parched land, thirsteth after thee. Selah.

7Answer me speedily, O Jehovah; my spirit faileth: hide not thy face from me, or I shall be like unto them that go down into the pit. 8Cause me to hear thy loving-kindness in the morning, for in thee do I confide; make me to know the way wherein I should walk, for unto thee do I lift up my soul. 9Deliver me, O Jehovah, from mine enemies: unto thee do I flee for refuge. 10Teach me to do thy will; for thou art my God: let thy good Spirit lead me in a plain country. 11Revive me, O Jehovah, for thy name’s sake; in thy righteousness bring my soul out of trouble; 12And in thy loving-kindness cut off mine enemies, and destroy all them that oppress my soul: for I am thy servant.

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