Psalms 142

1A Psalm of David, when his son pursued him.

O Lord, attend to my prayer:

Hearken to my supplication in thy truth;

Hear me in thy righteousness.

2And enter not into judgment with thy servant,

For in thy sight shall no man living be justified.

3For the enemy has persecuted my soul;

He has brought my life down to the ground;

He has made me to dwell in a dark place, as those that have been long dead.

4Therefore my spirit was grieved in me;

My heart was troubled within me.

5I remembered the days of old;

And I meditated on all thy doings:

Yea, I meditated on the works of thy hands.

6I spread forth my hands to thee;

My soul thirsts for thee, as a dry land. Pause.

7Hear me speedily, O Lord;

My spirit has failed;

Turn not away thy face from me,

Else I shall be like to them that go down to the pit.

8Cause me to hear thy mercy in the morning;

For I have hoped in thee;

Make known to me, O Lord, the way wherein I should walk;

For I have lifted up my soul to thee.

9Deliver me from mine enemies, O Lord;

For I have fled to thee for refuge.

10Teach me to do thy will; for thou art my God;

Thy good Spirit shall guide me in the straight way.

11Thou shalt quicken me, O Lord, for thy name’s sake;

In thy righteousness thou shalt bring my soul out of affliction.

12And in thy mercy thou wilt destroy mine enemies,

And wilt destroy all those that afflict my soul;

For I am thy servant.