Psalms 143

NEW JERUSALEM	CATHOLIC PUBLIC DOMAIN
1 [Psalm Of David] Yahweh, hear my prayer, listen to my pleading; in your constancy answer me, inyour saving justice;	1 A Psalm of David versus Goliath. Blessed is the Lord, my God, who trains my hands for the battle and my fingers for the war.
2 do not put your servant on trial, for no one living can be found guiltless at your tribunal.	2 My mercy and my refuge, my supporter and my deliverer, my protector and him in whom I have hoped: he subdues my people under me.
3 An enemy is in deadly pursuit, crushing me into the ground, forcing me to live in darkness, like thoselong dead.	3 O Lord, what is man that you have become known to him? Or the son of man that you consider him?
4 My spirit is faint, and within me my heart is numb with fear.	4 Man has been made similar to vanity. His days pass by like a shadow.
5 I recal the days of old, reflecting on al your deeds, I ponder the works of your hands.	5 O Lord, incline your heavens and descend. Touch the mountains, and they will smoke.
6 I stretch out my hands to you, my heart like a land thirsty for you.Pause	6 Send a flash of lightning, and you will scatter them. Shoot your arrows, and you will set them in disarray.
7 Answer me quickly, Yahweh, my spirit is worn out; do not turn away your face from me, or I shal belike those who sink into oblivion.	7 Send forth your hand from on high: rescue me, and free me from many waters, from the hand of the sons of foreigners.
8 Let dawn bring news of your faithful love, for I place my trust in you; show me the road I must travelfor you to relieve my heart.	8 Their mouth has been speaking vain things, and their right hand is the right hand of iniquity.
9 Rescue me from my enemies, Yahweh, since in you I find protection.	9 To you, O God, I will sing a new song. On the psaltery, with an instrument of ten strings, I will sing psalms to you.
10 Teach me to do your will, for you are my God. May your generous spirit lead me on even ground.	10 He gives salvation to kings. He has redeemed your servant David from the malignant sword.
11 Yahweh, for the sake of your name, in your saving justice give me life, rescue me from distress.	11 Rescue me, and deliver me from the hand of the sons of foreigners. Their mouth has been speaking vain things, and their right hand is the right hand of iniquity.
12 In your faithful love annihilate my enemies, destroy al those who oppress me, for I am your servant.	12 Their sons are like new plantings in their youth. Their daughters are dressed up: adorned all around like the idols of a temple.
	13 Their cupboards are full: overflowing from one thing into another. Their sheep bear young, brought forth in abundance.
	14 Their cattle are fat. There is no ruined wall or passage, nor anyone crying out in their streets.
	15 They have called the people that has these things: blessed. But blessed is the people whose God is the Lord.