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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.
Selah
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.
