The Psalms of David
Day 29. Evening Prayer
Psalm 142.
Voce mea ad Dominum
I cried unto the Lord with my voice : yea, even unto the Lord did I make my supplication.
2 I poured out my complaints before him : and shewed him of my trouble.
3 When my spirit was in heaviness thou knewest my path : in the way wherein I walked have they privily laid a snare for me.
4 I looked also upon my right hand : and saw there was no man that would know me.
5 I had no place to flee unto : and no man cared for my soul.
6 I cried unto thee, O Lord, and said : Thou art my hope, and my portion in the land of the living.
7 Consider my complaint : for I am brought very low.
8 O deliver me from my persecutors : for they are too strong for me.
9 Bring my soul out of prison, that I may give thanks unto thy Name : which thing if thou wilt grant me, then shall the righteous resort unto my company.
Psalm 143.
Domine, exaudi
Hear my prayer, O Lord, and consider my desire : hearken unto me for thy truth and righteousness' sake.
2 And enter not into judgement with thy servant: for in thy sight shall no man living be justified.
3 For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; he hath smitten my life down to the ground : he hath laid me in the darkness, as the men that have been long dead.
4 Therefore is my spirit vexed within me : and my heart within me is desolate.
5 Yet do I remember the time past; I muse upon all thy works : yea, I exercise myself in the works of thy hands.
6 I stretch forth my hands unto thee : my soul gaspeth unto thee as a thirsty land.
7 Hear me, O Lord, and that soon, for my spirit waxeth faint : hide not thy face from me, lest I be like unto them that go down into the pit.
8 O let me hear thy loving-kindness betimes in the morning, for in thee is my trust : shew thou me the way that I should walk in, for I lift up my soul unto thee.
9 Deliver me, O Lord, from mine enemies : for I flee unto thee to hide me.
10 Teach me to do the thing that pleaseth thee, for thou art my God : let thy loving Spirit lead me forth into the land of righteousness.
11 Quicken me, O Lord, for thy Name's sake : and for thy righteousness' sake bring my soul out of trouble.
12 And of thy goodness slay mine enemies : and destroy all them that vex my soul; for I am thy servant.
Text from The Book of Common Prayer, the rights in which are vested in the Crown,
is reproduced by permission of the Crown's Patentee, Cambridge University Press.
