Psalms 143

Great(i) 1 A psalme of Dauid. Heare my praier, O Lorde, and considre my desyre: herken vnto me for thy treuth and righteousnes sake. 2 And entre not into iudgement with thy seruaunt: for in thy sight shall no man lyuinge be iustifyed. 3 For the enemy hath persecuted my soule: he hath smyten my lyfe downe to the grounde: he hath layed me in the darcknes, as the men that haue bene longe deed. 4 Therfore is my sprete vexed within me: and my herte within me is desolate. 5 Yet do I remembre the tyme past, I muse vpon all thy workes: yee, I excercyse my selfe in the worckes of thy handes. 6 I streach forth myne handes vnto the: my soule gaspeth vnto the as a thyrsty lande. Selah. 7 Heare me, O Lorde, & that soone: for my sprete wexeth faynte, hid not thy face from me, lest I be lyke vnto them that go downe into the pytt. 8 O let me heare thy louing kindnes by tymes in the morninge for in the is my trust: shewe thou me the waye that I shuld walke in, for I lyft vp my soule vnto the. 9 Delyuer me, O Lorde, from myne enemyes: for I flye vnto the to hyde me. 10 Teach me to do the thynge that pleaseth the, for thou art my God, let thy louinge sprete leade me forthe vnto the lande of ryghteousnes. 11 Quycken me, O Lord, for thy names sake, & for thy ryghteousnes sake bringe my soule out of trouble. 12 And of thy goodnes slaye myne enemyes, and destroye all them that vexe my soule, for I am thy seruaunt.