Psalm 142
A psalm by David, when his son persecuted him
O Lord, hear my prayer; Give ear to my supplication in Your truth;
Answer me in Your righteousness; do not enter into judgement with Your servant,
For no one living shall become righteous in Your sight.
For the enemy persecuted my soul; he humbled my life to the ground;
He caused me to dwell in dark places as one long dead,
And my spirit was in anguish within me; my heart was troubled within me.
I remembered the days of old, and I meditated on all Your works;
I meditated on the works of Your hands. I spread out my hands to You;
My soul thirsts for You like a waterless land. (pause)
Hear me speedily, O Lord; my spirit faints within me;
Turn not your face from me, lest I become like those who go down into the pit.
Cause me to hear Your mercy in the morning, for I hope in You;
Make me know, O Lord, the way wherein I should walk, for I lift up my soul to You.
Deliver me from my enemies, O Lord, for to You I flee for refuge.
Teach me to do your Will, for you are my God; Your good Spirit shall guide me in the land of uprightness.
For Your name’s sake, O Lord, give me life; in Your righteousness You shall bring my soul out of affliction.
In Your mercy You shall destroy my enemies; You shall utterly destroy all who afflict my soul,
For I am Your servant.