Oct.
7
Psalms
141-144
Psa
141:1 Yahweh, I have called on you. Come to me quickly! Listen to my
voice when I call to you.
Psa
141:2 Let my prayer be set before you like incense; the lifting up
of my hands like the evening sacrifice.
Psa
141:3 Set a watch, Yahweh, before my mouth. Keep the door of my
lips.
Psa
141:4 Don't incline my heart to any evil thing, to practice deeds of
wickedness with men who work iniquity. Don't let me eat of their
delicacies.
Psa
141:5 Let the righteous strike me, it is kindness; let him reprove
me, it is like oil on the head; don't let my head refuse it; Yet my
prayer is always against evil deeds.
Psa
141:6 Their judges are thrown down by the sides of the rock. They
will hear my words, for they are well spoken.
Psa
141:7 "As when one plows and breaks up the earth, our bones are
scattered at the mouth of Sheol."
Psa
141:8 For my eyes are on you, Yahweh, the Lord. In you, I take
refuge. Don't leave my soul destitute.
Psa
141:9 Keep me from the snare which they have laid for me, from the
traps of the workers of iniquity.
Psa
141:10 Let the wicked fall together into their own nets, while I
pass by.
Psa
142:1 I cry with my voice to Yahweh. With my voice, I ask Yahweh for
mercy.
Psa
142:2 I pour out my complaint before him. I tell him my troubles.
Psa
142:3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, you knew my path. In
the way in which I walk, they have hidden a snare for me.
Psa
142:4 Look 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.
Psa
142:5 I cried to you, Yahweh. I said, "You are my refuge, my
portion in the land of the living."
Psa
142:6 Listen to my cry, for I am in desperate need. deliver me from
my persecutors, For they are stronger than me.
Psa
142:7 Bring 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.
Psa
143:1 Hear my prayer, Yahweh. Listen to my petitions. In your
faithfulness and righteousness, relieve me.
Psa
143:2 Don't enter into judgment with your servant, for in your sight
no man living is righteous.
Psa
143:3 For the enemy pursues my soul. He has struck my life down to
the ground. He has made me live in dark places, as those who have
been long dead.
Psa
143:4 Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me. My heart within
me is desolate.
Psa
143:5 I remember the days of old. I meditate on all your doings. I
contemplate the work of your hands.
Psa
143:6 I spread forth my hands to you. My soul thirsts for you, like
a parched land. Selah.
Psa
143:7 Hurry to answer me, Yahweh. My spirit fails. Don't hide your
face from me, so that I don't become like those who go down into the
pit.
Psa
143:8 Cause me to hear your loving kindness in the morning, for I
trust in you. Cause me to know the way in which I should walk, for I
lift up my soul to you.
Psa
143:9 Deliver me, Yahweh, from my enemies. I flee to you to hide me.
Psa
143:10 Teach me to do your will, for you are my God. Your Spirit is
good. Lead me in the land of uprightness.
Psa
143:11 Revive me, Yahweh, for your name's sake. In your
righteousness, bring my soul out of trouble.
Psa
143:12 In your loving kindness, cut off my enemies, and destroy all
those who afflict my soul, For I am your servant.
Psa
144:1 Blessed be Yahweh, my rock, who teaches my hands to war, and
my fingers to battle:
Psa
144:2 my loving kindness, my fortress, my high tower, my deliverer,
my shield, and he in whom I take refuge; who subdues my people under
me.
Psa
144:3 Yahweh, what is man, that you care for him? Or the son of man,
that you think of him?
Psa
144:4 Man is like a breath. His days are like a shadow that passes
away.
Psa
144:5 Part your heavens, Yahweh, and come down. Touch the mountains,
and they will smoke.
Psa
144:6 Throw out lightning, and scatter them. Send out your arrows,
and rout them.
Psa
144:7 Stretch out your hand from above, rescue me, and deliver me
out of great waters, out of the hands of foreigners;
Psa
144:8 whose mouths speak deceit, Whose right hand is a right hand of
falsehood.
Psa
144:9 I will sing a new song to you, God. On a ten-stringed lyre, I
will sing praises to you.
Psa
144:10 You are he who gives salvation to kings, who rescues David,
his servant, from the deadly sword.
Psa
144:11 Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hands of foreigners,
whose mouths speak deceit, whose right hand is a right hand of
falsehood.
Psa
144:12 Then our sons will be like well-nurtured plants, our
daughters like pillars carved to adorn a palace.
Psa
144:13 Our barns are full, filled with all kinds of provision. Our
sheep bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields.
Psa
144:14 Our oxen will pull heavy loads. There is no breaking in, and
no going away, and no outcry in our streets.
Psa
144:15 Happy are the people who are in such a situation. Happy are
the people whose God is Yahweh.