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Psalms 142

12 verses · 7 glosses

Before the first verse

*A psalm of David.* This psalm is the seventh of the penitential psalms, which are therefore seven, that by the same number by which we have sinned we may wash away our sins. For as we sin in the week of this world, so by this number of psalms the remedy of penance is set against our sins. In which psalms the form is such, that it is begun from tears, and the end is in joy, lest any despair of pardon. As Absalom did to David, so Judas to Christ, false brethren to his body; or unlawful motions and action.

1A psalm of David, when his son Absalom pursued him. Hear, O Lord, my prayer: give ear to my supplication in thy truth: hear me in thy justice.
2And enter not into judgment with thy servant: for in thy sight no man living shall be justified.
3For the enemy hath persecuted my soul: he hath brought down my life to the earth. He hath made me to dwell in darkness as those that have been dead of old:
4And my spirit is in anguish within me: my heart within me is troubled.
5I remembered the days of old, I meditated on all thy works: I meditated upon the works of thy hands.
6I stretched forth my hands to thee: my soul is as earth without water unto thee.
7Hear me speedily, O Lord: my spirit hath fainted away. Turn not away thy face from me, lest I be like unto them that go down into the pit.
8Cause me to hear thy mercy in the morning; for in thee have I hoped. Make the way known to me, wherein I should walk: for I have lifted up my soul to thee.
9Deliver me from my enemies, O Lord, to thee have I fled:
10Teach me to do thy will, for thou art my God. Thy good spirit shall lead me into the right land:
11for thy name's sake, O Lord, thou wilt quicken me in thy justice. Thou wilt bring my soul out of trouble:
12And in thy mercy thou wilt destroy my enemies. And thou wilt cut off all them that afflict my soul: for I am thy servant.