Psalms 143
Douay-Rheims Bible, American Edition (1899)Translation
Douay-Rheims Bible, American Edition (1899)
Berean Standard Bible
1Blessed be the Lord my God, who teacheth my hands to fight, and my fingers to war.
1O LORD, hear my prayer. In Your faithfulness, give ear to my plea; in Your righteousness, answer me.
2My mercy, and my refuge: my support, and my deliverer: My protector, and I have hoped in him: who subdueth my people under me.
2Do not bring Your servant into judgment, for no one alive is righteous before You.
3Lord, what is man, that thou art made known to him? or the son of man, that thou makest account of him?
3For the enemy has pursued my soul, crushing my life to the ground, making me dwell in darkness like those long since dead.
4Man is like to vanity: his days pass away like a shadow.
4My spirit grows faint within me; my heart is dismayed inside me.
5Lord, bow down thy heavens and descend: touch the mountains and they shall smoke.
5I remember the days of old; I meditate on all Your works; I consider the work of Your hands.
6Send forth lightning, and thou shalt scatter them: shoot out thy arrows, and thou shalt trouble them.
6I stretch out my hands to You; my soul thirsts for You like a parched land. Selah
7Put forth thy hand from on high, take me out, and deliver me from many waters: from the hand of strange children:
7Answer me quickly, O LORD; my spirit fails. Do not hide Your face from me, or I will be like those who descend to the Pit.
8Whose mouth hath spoken vanity: and their right hand is the right hand of iniquity.
8Let me hear Your loving devotion in the morning, for I have put my trust in You. Teach me the way I should walk, for to You I lift up my soul.
9To thee, O God, I will sing a new canticle: on the psaltery and an instrument of ten strings I will sing praises to thee.
9Deliver me from my enemies, O LORD; I flee to You for refuge.
10Who givest salvation to kings: who hast redeemed thy servant David from the malicious sword:
10Teach me to do Your will, for You are my God. May Your good Spirit lead me on level ground.
11Deliver me, And rescue me out of the hand of strange children; whose mouth hath spoken vanity: and their right hand is the right hand of iniquity:
11For the sake of Your name, O LORD, revive me. In Your righteousness, bring my soul out of trouble.
12Whose sons are as new plants in their youth: Their daughters decked out, adorned round about after the similitude of a temple:
12And in Your loving devotion, cut off my enemies. Destroy all who afflict me, for I am Your servant.
13Their storehouses full, flowing out of this into that. Their sheep fruitful in young, abounding in their goings forth:
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14Their oxen fat. There is no breach of wall, nor passage, nor crying out in their streets.
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15They have called the people happy, that hath these things: but happy is that people whose God is the Lord.
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