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Chapter 87 of 151

Psalm 86

2 min read · Chapter 87 of 151
A Prayer of David. This psalm contains, (1.) David's fervent supplications, that God would hear his prayers, ver. 1, 6-7; mercifully preserve and save him, ver. 2-3, 16; and afford him joy, strength, and honour, ver. 4, 11, 17. (2.) His pleas, wherewith he enforceth his prayers, drawn from the goodness of God, ver. 5, 13, 15; his own relations to, and trust in God, ver. 2, 4, 16; his former experience of God's kindness, ver 17; and from the malice of his enemies, ver. 14. (3.) His ascription of praise to God, as matchless in his nature and work; as the sole object of worship; and as great and infinitely gracious, ver. 8-10, 12-13. While I sing, let me remember, that the psalmist hath left me an example, that I should walk in his steps. 1 O Lord, do thou bow down thine ear, and hear me graciously; Because I sore afflicted am, and am in poverty. 2 Because I'm holy, let my soul by thee preserved be: O thou my God, thy servant save, that puts his trust in thee. 3 Sith unto thee I daily cry, be merciful to me. 4 Rejoice thy servant's soul; for, Lord, I lift my soul to thee. 5 For thou art gracious, O Lord, and ready to forgive; And rich in mercy, all that call upon thee to relieve. 6 Hear, Lord, my pray'r; unto the voice of my request attend: 7 In troublous times I'll call on thee; for thou wilt answer send. 8 Lord, there is none among the gods that may with thee compare; And like the works which thou hast done, not any work is there. 9 All nations whom thou mad'st shall come and worship rev'rently Before thy face; and they, O Lord, thy name shall glorify. 10 Because thou art exceeding great, and works by thee are done Which are to be admir'd; and thou art God thyself alone. 11 Teach me thy way, and in thy truth, O Lord, then walk will I; Unite my heart, that I thy name may fear continually. 12 O Lord my God, with all my heart to thee I will give praise; And I the glory will ascribe unto thy name always: 13 Because thy mercy toward me in greatness doth excel; And thou deliver'd hast my soul out from the lowest hell. 14 O God, the proud against me rise, and vi'lent men have met, That for my soul have sought; and thee before them have not set. 15 But thou art full of pity, Lord, a God most gracious, Long-suffering, and in thy truth and mercy plenteous. 16 O turn to me thy countenance, and mercy on me have; Thy servant strengthen, and the son of thine own handmaid save. 17 Shew me a sign for good, that they which do me hate may see, And be asham'd; because thou, Lord, didst help and comfort me.

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