Psalms 143

A Psalm of David.

And enter not into judgment with thy servant; for in thy sight no man living shall be justified.

For the enemy persecuteth my soul: he hath crushed my life down to the earth; he hath made me to dwell in dark places, as those that have been long dead.

And my spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.

I remember the days of old: I meditate on all thy doing; I muse on the work of thy hands.

I stretch forth my hands unto thee: my soul, as a parched land, [thirsteth] after thee. Selah.

Answer me speedily, O Jehovah; my spirit faileth: hide not thy face from me, or I shall be like unto them that go down into the pit.

Cause me to hear thy loving-kindness in the morning, for in thee do I confide; make me to know the way wherein I should walk, for unto thee do I lift up my soul.

Deliver me, O Jehovah, from mine enemies: unto thee do I flee for refuge.

Teach me to do thy will; for thou art my God: let thy good Spirit lead me in a plain country.

Revive me, O Jehovah, for thy name's sake; in thy righteousness bring my soul out of trouble;

And in thy loving-kindness cut off mine enemies, and destroy all them that oppress my soul: for I am thy servant.