Psalms 142

1 A 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. 2 And enter not into judgment with thy servant, For in thy sight shall no man living be justified. 3 For 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. 4 Therefore my spirit was grieved in me; My heart was troubled within me. 5 I remembered the days of old; And I meditated on all thy doings: Yea, I meditated on the works of thy hands. 6 I spread forth my hands to thee; My soul thirsts for thee, as a dry land. Pause. 7 Hear 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. 8 Cause 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. 9 Deliver me from mine enemies, O Lord; For I have fled to thee for refuge. 10 Teach me to do thy will; for thou art my God; Thy good Spirit shall guide me in the straight way. 11 Thou shalt quicken me, O Lord, for thy name’s sake; In thy righteousness thou shalt bring my soul out of affliction. 12 And in thy mercy thou wilt destroy mine enemies, And wilt destroy all those that afflict my soul; For I am thy servant.