Psalm 143

A cry for mercy

when misery is in extremity

Lord, hear my prayer.
    Listen to my cry for mercy.
You are faithful and right.
    Come and help me.

Don’t take me to court and judge me,
    because in your eyes no living person does what is right.

My enemies chase me.
    They crush me down to the ground.
They make me live in the darkness
    like those who died long ago.

So I grow weak.
    Deep down inside me, I’m afraid.

I remember what happened long ago.
    I spend time thinking about all your acts.
    I consider what your hands have done.

I spread out my hands to you in prayer.
    I’m thirsty for you, just as dry ground is thirsty for rain.

Lord, answer me quickly.
    I’m growing weak.
Don’t turn your face away from me,
    or I will be like those who go down into the grave.

In the morning let me hear about your faithful love,
    because I’ve put my trust in you.
Show me the way I should live,
    because I trust you with my life.

Lord, save me from my enemies,
    because I go to you for safety.

10 Teach me to do what you want,
    because you are my God.
May your good Spirit
    lead me on a level path.

11 Lord, bring yourself honour by keeping me alive.
    Because you do what is right, get me out of trouble.

12 Because your love is faithful, put an end to my enemies.
    Destroy all of them, because I serve you.

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