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Psalm 140 

For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David.

1Deliver me, O Jehovah, from the evil man; Preserve me from the violent man: 2Who devise mischiefs in their heart; Continually do they gather themselves together for war. 3They have sharpened their tongue like a serpent; Adders' poison is under their lips. Selah 4Keep me, O Jehovah, from the hands of the wicked; Preserve me from the violent man: Who have purposed to thrust aside my steps. 5The proud have hid a snare for me, and cords; They have spread a net by the wayside; They have set gins for me. Selah 6I said unto Jehovah, Thou art my God: Give ear unto the voice of my supplications, O Jehovah. 7O Jehovah the Lord, the strength of my salvation, Thou hast covered my head in the day of battle. 8Grant not, O Jehovah, the desires of the wicked; Further not his evil device, lest they exalt themselves. Selah 9As for the head of those that compass me about, Let the mischief of their own lips cover them. 10Let burning coals fall upon them: Let them be cast into the fire, Into deep pits, whence they shall not rise. 11An evil speaker shall not be established in the earth: Evil shall hunt the violent man to overthrow him. 12I know that Jehovah will maintain the cause of the afflicted, And justice for the needy. 13Surely the righteous shall give thanks unto thy name: The upright shall dwell in thy presence.

Psalm 141  A Psalm of David.

1Jehovah, I have called upon thee; make haste unto me: Give ear unto my voice, when I call unto thee. 2Let my prayer be set forth as incense before thee; The lifting up of my hands as the evening sacrifice. 3Set a watch, O Jehovah, before my mouth; Keep the door of my lips. 4Incline not my heart to any evil thing, To practise deeds of wickedness With men that work iniquity: And let me not eat of their dainties. 5Let the righteous smite me, it shall be a kindness; And let him reprove me, it shall be as oil upon the head; Let not my head refuse it: For even in their wickedness shall my prayer continue. 6Their judges are thrown down by the sides of the rock; And they shall hear my words; for they are sweet. 7As when one ploweth and cleaveth the earth, Our bones are scattered at the mouth of Sheol. 8For mine eyes are unto thee, O Jehovah the Lord: In thee do I take refuge; leave not my soul destitute. 9Keep me from the snare which they have laid for me, And from the gins of the workers of iniquity. 10Let the wicked fall into their own nets, Whilst that I withal escape.

Psalm 142  Maschil of David, when he was in the cave; a Prayer.

1I cry with my voice unto Jehovah; With my voice unto Jehovah do I make supplication. 2I pour out my complaint before him; I show before him my trouble. 3When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, Thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walk Have they hidden a snare for me. 4Look on my right hand, and see; For there is no man that knoweth me: Refuge hath failed me; No man careth for my soul. 5I cried unto thee, O Jehovah; I said, Thou art my refuge, My portion in the land of the living. 6Attend unto my cry; For I am brought very low: Deliver me from my persecutors; For they are stronger than I. 7Bring my soul out of prison, That I may give thanks unto thy name: The righteous shall compass me about; For thou wilt deal bountifully with me.

Psalm 143  A Psalm of David.

1Hear my prayer, O Jehovah; give ear to my supplications: In thy faithfulness answer me, and in thy righteousness. 2And enter not into judgment with thy servant; For in thy sight no man living is righteous. 3For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; He hath smitten my life down to the ground: He hath made me to dwell in dark places, as those that have been long dead. 4Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; My heart within me is desolate. 5I remember the days of old; I meditate on all thy doings; I muse on the work of thy hands. 6I spread forth my hands unto thee: My soul thirsteth after thee, as a weary land. Selah 7Make haste to answer me, O Jehovah; my spirit faileth: Hide not thy face from me, Lest I become like them that go down into the pit. 8Cause me to hear thy lovingkindness in the morning; For in thee do I trust: Cause me to know the way wherein I should walk; For I lift up my soul unto thee. 9Deliver me, O Jehovah, from mine enemies: I flee unto thee to hide me. 10Teach me to do thy will; For thou art my God: Thy Spirit is good; Lead me in the land of uprightness. 11Quicken me, O Jehovah, for thy name's sake: In thy righteousness bring my soul out of trouble. 12And in thy lovingkindness cut off mine enemies, And destroy all them that afflict my soul; For I am thy servant.

Psalm 144  A Psalm of David.

1Blessed be Jehovah my rock, Who teacheth my hands to war, And my fingers to fight: 2My lovingkindness, and my fortress, My high tower, and my deliverer; My shield, and he in whom I take refuge; Who subdueth my people under me. 3Jehovah, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him? Or the son of man, that thou makest account of him? 4Man is like to vanity: His days are as a shadow that passeth away. 5Bow thy heavens, O Jehovah, and come down: Touch the mountains, and they shall smoke. 6Cast forth lightning, and scatter them; Send out thine arrows, and discomfit them. 7Stretch forth thy hand from above; Rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, Out of the hand of aliens; 8Whose mouth speaketh deceit, And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood. 9I will sing a new song unto thee, O God: Upon a psaltery of ten strings will I sing praises unto thee. 10Thou art he that giveth salvation unto kings; Who rescueth David his servant from the hurtful sword. 11Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hand of aliens, Whose mouth speaketh deceit, And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood. 12When our sons shall be as plants grown up in their youth, And our daughters as corner-stones hewn after the fashion of a palace; 13When our garners are full, affording all manner of store, And our sheep bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields; 14When our oxen are well laden; When there is no breaking in, and no going forth, And no outcry in our streets: 15Happy is the people that is in such a case; Yea, happy is the people whose God is Jehovah.

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