The Psalms of David
Day 17. Morning Prayer
Psalm 86.
Inclina, Domine
Bow down thine ear,
O Lord, and hear me : for I am poor, and in misery.
2 Preserve
thou my soul, for I am holy : my God, save thy servant that putteth
his trust in thee.
3 Be merciful
unto me, O Lord : for I will call daily upon thee.
4 Comfort the
soul of thy servant : for unto thee, O Lord, do I lift up my
soul.
5 For thou,
Lord, art good and gracious : and of great mercy unto all them that
call upon thee.
6 Give ear,
Lord, unto my prayer : and ponder the voice of my humble
desires.
7 In the time
of my trouble I will call upon thee : for thou hearest me.
8 Among the
gods there is none like unto thee, O Lord : there is not one that
can do as thou doest.
9 All nations
whom thou hast made shall come and worship thee, O Lord : and shall
glorify thy Name.
10 For thou
art great, and doest wondrous things : thou art God alone.
11 Teach me
thy way, O Lord, and I will walk in thy truth : O knit my heart
unto thee, that I may fear thy Name.
12 I will
thank thee, O Lord my God, with all my heart : and will praise thy
Name for evermore.
13 For great
is thy mercy toward me : and thou hast delivered my soul from the
nethermost hell.
14 O God, the
proud are risen against me : and the congregations of naughty men
have sought after my soul, and have not set thee before their
eyes.
15 But thou,
O Lord God, art full of compassion and mercy : long-suffering,
plenteous in goodness and truth.
16 O turn
thee then unto me, and have mercy upon me : give thy strength unto
thy servant, and help the son of thine handmaid.
17 Shew some
token upon me for good, that they who hate me may see it and be
ashamed : because thou, Lord, hast holpen me and comforted me.
Psalm 87.
Fundamenta ejus
Her foundations are
upon the holy hills : the Lord loveth the gates of Sion more than
all the dwellings of Jacob.
2 Very
excellent things are spoken of thee : thou city of God.
3 I will
think upon Rahab and Babylon : with them that know me.
4 Behold ye
the Philistines also : and they of Tyre, with the Morians; lo,
there was he born.
5 And of Sion
it shall be reported that he was born in her : and the most High
shall stablish her.
6 The Lord
shall rehearse it when he writeth up the people : that he was born
there.
7 The singers
also and trumpeters shall he rehearse : All my fresh springs shall
be in thee.
Psalm 88.
Domine Deus
O Lord God of my
salvation, I have cried day and night before thee : O let my prayer
enter into thy presence, incline thine ear unto my calling.
2 For my soul
is full of trouble : and my life draweth nigh unto hell.
3 I am
counted as one of them that go down into the pit : and I have been
even as a man that hath no strength.
4 Free among
the dead, like unto them that are wounded, and lie in the grave :
who are out of remembrance, and are cut away from thy hand.
5 Thou hast
laid me in the lowest pit : in a place of darkness, and in the
deep.
6 Thine
indignation lieth hard upon me : and thou hast vexed me with all
thy storms.
7 Thou hast
put away mine acquaintance far from me : and made me to be abhorred
of them.
8 I am so
fast in prison : that I cannot get forth.
9 My sight
faileth for very trouble : Lord, I have called daily upon thee, I
have stretched forth my hands unto thee.
10 Dost thou
shew wonders among the dead : or shall the dead rise up again, and
praise thee?
11 Shall thy
loving-kindness be shewed in the grave : or thy faithfulness in
destruction?
12 Shall thy
wondrous works be known in the dark : and thy righteousness in the
land where all things are forgotten?
13 Unto thee
have I cried, O Lord : and early shall my prayer come before
thee.
14 Lord, why
abhorrest thou my soul : and hidest thou thy face from me?
15 I am in
misery, and like unto him that is at the point to die : even from
my youth up thy terrors have I suffered with a troubled mind.
16 Thy
wrathful displeasure goeth over me : and the fear of thee hath
undone me.
17 They came
round about me daily like water : and compassed me together on
every side.
18 My lovers
and friends hast thou put away from me : and hid mine acquaintance
out of my sight.
Text from The Book of Common Prayer, the
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University Press.