Psalm 142-144

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Psalm 142

I cry with my voice to Yahweh;

With my voice to Yahweh do I make supplication.

2 I pour out my complaint before him;

I show before him my trouble.

3 When my Spirit was overwhelmed within me,

You knew my path. In the way in which I walk

Have they hidden a snare for me.

4 Look on my right hand, and see;

For there is no man that knows me:

Refuge has failed me;

No man cares for my soul.

5 I cried to you, O Yahweh;

I said, You are my refuge,

My portion in the land of the living.

6 Attend to my cry; For I am brought very low:

Deliver me from my persecutors;

For they are stronger than I.

7 Bring my soul out of prison,

That I may give thanks to your name:

The righteous shall compass me about;

For you will deal bountifully with me.



A Psalm of David.

Psalm 143

Hear my prayer, O Yahweh; give ear to my supplications:

In your faithfulness answer me, and in your righteousness.

2 And enter not into judgment with your servant;

For in your sight no man living is righteous.

3 For the enemy has persecuted my soul;

He has struck my life down to the ground:

He has made me to dwell in dark places,

as those that have been long dead.

4 Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me;

My heart within me is desolate.

5 I remember the days of old;

I meditate on all your doings;

I ponder on the work of your hands.

6 I spread forth my hands to you:

My soul thirsts after you, as a weary land.


7 Make haste to answer me, O Yahweh; my spirit fails:

Hide not your face from me,

Lest I become like them that go down into the pit.

8 Cause me to hear your lovingkindness in the morning;

For in you do I trust:

Cause me to know the way in which I should walk;

For I lift up my soul to you.

9 Deliver me, O Yahweh, from my enemies:

I flee to you to hide me.

10 Teach me to do your will;

For you are my Elohim:

Your Spirit is good;

Lead me in the land of uprightness.

11 Quicken me, O Yahweh, for your name’s sake:

In your righteousness bring my soul out of trouble.

12 And in your lovingkindness cut off my enemies,

And destroy all them that afflict my soul;

For I am your servant.



A Psalm of David.


Psalm 144

Blessed be Yahweh my rock,

Who teaches my hands to war,

And my fingers to fight:

2 My lovingkindness, and my fortress,

My high tower, and my deliverer;

My shield, and he in whom I take refuge;

Who subdues my people under me.

3 Yahweh, what is man, that you take knowledge of him?

Or the son of man, that you make account of him?

4 Man is like vanity:

His days are as a shadow that passes away.

5 Bow your heavens, O Yahweh, and come down:

Touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.

6 Cast forth lightning, and scatter them;

Send out your arrows, and discomfit them.

7 Stretch forth your hand from above;

Rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters,

Out of the hand of aliens;

8 Whose mouth speaks deceit,

And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

9 I will sing a new song to you, O Elohim:

Upon a psaltery of ten strings will I sing praises to you.

10 You are he that gives salvation to kings;

Who rescues David his servant from the hurtful sword.

11 Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hand of aliens,

Whose mouth speaks deceit,

And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

12 When our sons shall be as plants grown up in their youth,

And our daughters as cornerstones hewn after the fashion of a palace;

13 When our garners are full, affording all manner of store,

And our sheep bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields;

14 When our oxen are well laden;

When there is no breaking in, and no going forth,

And no outcry in our streets:

15 Happy is the people that is in such a case;

Yes, happy is the people whose Elohim is Yahweh.



A Psalm of praise; of David.


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