no man living is righteous.
143:003 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.
143:004 Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me. My heart within
me is desolate.
143:005 I remember the days of old. I meditate on all your doings.
I contemplate the work of your hands.
143:006 I spread forth my hands to you. My soul thirsts for you,
like a parched land. Selah.
143:007 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.
143:008 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.
143:009 Deliver me, Yahweh, from my enemies. I flee to you to hide me.
143:010 Teach me to do your will, for you are my God. Your Spirit is good.
Lead me in the land of uprightness.
143:011 Revive me, Yahweh, for your name's sake. In your righteousness,
bring my soul out of trouble.
143:012 In your loving kindness, cut off my enemies, and destroy all
those who afflict my soul, For I am your servant.
144:001 <<By David.>> Blessed be Yahweh, my rock, who teaches my hands
to war, and my fingers to battle:
144:002 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.
144:003 Yahweh, what is man, that you care for him? Or the son of man,
that you think of him?
144:004 Man is like a breath. His days are like a shadow that passes away.
144:005 Part your heavens, Yahweh, and come down. Touch the mountains,
and they will smoke.
144:006 Throw out lightning, and scatter them. Send out your arrows,
and rout them.
144:007 Stretch out your hand from above, rescue me, and deliver me
out of great waters, out of the hands of foreigners;
144:008 whose mouths speak deceit, Whose right hand is a right
hand of falsehood.
144:009 I will sing a new song to you, God. On a ten-stringed lyre,
I will sing praises to you.
144:010 You are he who gives salvation to kings, who rescues David,
his servant, from the deadly sword.
144:011 Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hands of foreigners,
whose mouths speak deceit, whose right hand is a right
hand of falsehood.
144:012 Then our sons will be like well-nurtured plants, our daughters
like pillars carved to adorn a palace.
144:013 Our barns are full, filled with all kinds of provision.
Our sheep bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields.
144:014 Our oxen will pull heavy loads. There is no breaking in,
and no going away, and no outcry in our streets.
144:015 Happy are the people who are in such a situation.
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