Psalms

A contemplation by David, when he was in the cave. A Prayer.

1I cry with my voice to the LORD.With my voice, I ask the LORD for mercy.

2I pour out my complaint before him.I tell him my troubles.

3When my spirit was overwhelmed within me,you knew my route.On the path in which I walk,they have hidden a snare for me.

4Look on my right, and see;for there is no one who is concerned for me. Refuge has fled from me. No one cares for my soul.

5I cried to you, LORD.I said, “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.”

6Listen to my cry,for I am in desperate need.Deliver me from my persecutors,for they are too strong for me.

7Bring my soul out of prison,that I may give thanks to your name.The righteous will surround me,for you will be good to me.

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1Hear, O Lord, my prayer: give ear to my supplication in thy truth: hear me in thy justice.

2And enter not into judgment with thy servant: for in thy sight no man living shall be justified.

3For the enemy hath persecuted my soul: he hath brought down my life to the earth. He hath made me to dwell in darkness as those that have been dead of old:

4And my spirit is in anguish within me: my heart within me is troubled.

5I remembered the days of old, I meditated on all thy works: I meditated upon the works of thy hands.

6I stretched forth my hands to thee: my soul is as earth without water unto thee.

7Hear me speedily, O Lord: my spirit hath fainted away. Turn not away thy face from me, lest I be like unto them that go down into the pit.

8Cause me to hear thy mercy in the morning; for in thee have I hoped. Make the way known to me, wherein I should walk: for I have lifted up my soul to thee.

9Deliver me from my enemies, O Lord, to thee have I fled:

10Teach me to do thy will, for thou art my God. Thy good spirit shall lead me into the right land:

11For thy name’s sake, O Lord, thou wilt quicken me in thy justice. Thou wilt bring my soul out of trouble:

12And in thy mercy thou wilt destroy my enemies. And thou wilt cut off all them that afflict my soul: for I am thy servant.