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A Psalm of David, when his son pursued him.
O Lord, attend to my prayer:
Hearken to my supplication in thy truth;
Hear me in thy righteousness.
And enter not into judgment with thy servant,
For in thy sight shall no man living be justified.
 
For the enemy has persecuted my soul;
He has brought my life down to the ground;
He has made me to dwell in a dark place, as those that have been long dead.
Therefore my spirit was grieved in me;
My heart was troubled within me.
I remembered the days of old;
And I meditated on all thy doings:
Yea, I meditated on the works of thy hands.
I spread forth my hands to thee;
My soul thirsts for thee, as a dry land. Pause.
 
Hear me speedily, O Lord;
My spirit has failed;
Turn not away thy face from me,
Else I shall be like to them that go down to the pit.
Cause me to hear thy mercy in the morning;
For I have hoped in thee;
Make known to me, O Lord, the way wherein I should walk;
For I have lifted up my soul to thee.
Deliver me from mine enemies, O Lord;
For I have fled to thee for refuge.
10 Teach me to do thy will; for thou art my God;
Thy good Spirit shall guide me in the straight way.
11 Thou shalt quicken me, O Lord, for thy name’s sake;
In thy righteousness thou shalt bring my soul out of affliction.
12 And in thy mercy thou wilt destroy mine enemies,
And wilt destroy all those that afflict my soul;
For I am thy servant.