The Book of Psalms

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- Chapter 143 -

I stretch out my hands to you

O LORD, hear my prayer. In Your faithfulness, give ear to my plea; in Your righteousness, answer me.

Do not bring Your servant into judgment, for no one alive is righteous before You.

For the enemy has pursued my soul, crushing my life to the ground, making me dwell in darkness like those long since dead.

My spirit grows faint within me; my heart is dismayed inside me.

I remember the days of old; I meditate on all Your works; I consider the work of Your hands.

I stretch out my hands to You; my soul thirsts for You like a parched land.

Selah Answer me quickly, O LORD; my spirit fails. Do not hide Your face from me, or I will be like those who descend to the Pit.

Let me hear Your loving devotion in the morning, for I have put my trust in You. Teach me the way I should walk, for to You I lift up my soul.

Deliver me from my enemies, O LORD; I flee to You for refuge.(a)

Teach me to do Your will, for You are my God. May Your good Spirit lead me on level ground.

For the sake of Your name, O LORD, revive me. In Your righteousness, bring my soul out of trouble.

And in Your loving devotion, cut off my enemies. Destroy all who afflict me, for I am Your servant.

Footnotes

(a)143:9 LXX and one Hebrew manuscript; most Hebrew manuscripts in You I take cover

I stretch out my hands to you

Hear my prayer, LORD. Listen to my petitions. In your faithfulness and righteousness, relieve me.

Don’t enter into judgment with your servant, for in your sight no man living is righteous.

For the enemy pursues my soul. He has struck my life down to the ground. He has made me live in dark places, as those who have been long dead.

Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me. My heart within me is desolate.

I remember the days of old. I meditate on all your doings. I contemplate the work of your hands.

I spread out my hands to you. My soul thirsts for you, like a parched land. Selah.

Hurry to answer me, LORD. My spirit fails. Don’t hide your face from me, so that I don’t become like those who go down into the pit.

Cause me to hear your loving kindness in the morning, for I trust in you. Cause me to know the way in which I should walk, for I lift up my soul to you.

Deliver me, LORD, from my enemies. I flee to you to hide me.

Teach me to do your will, for you are my God. Your Spirit is good. Lead me in the land of uprightness.

Revive me, LORD, for your name’s sake. In your righteousness, bring my soul out of trouble.

In your loving kindness, cut off my enemies, and destroy all those who afflict my soul, for I am your servant.