140:9. Keep me from the snare, which they have laid for me, and from the stumblingblocks of them that work iniquity.
140:10. The wicked shall fall in his net: I am alone until I pass.
I am alone, etc... Singularly protected by the Almighty, until I pass all their nets and snares.
Psalms Chapter 141
A prayer of David in extremity of danger.
141:1. Of understanding for David, A prayer when he was in the cave. [1 Kings 24.]
141:2. I cried to the Lord with my voice: with my voice I made supplication to the Lord.
141:3. In his sight I pour out my prayer, and before him I declare my trouble:
141:4. When my spirit failed me, then thou knewest my paths. In this way wherein I walked, they have hidden a snare for me.
141:5. I looked on my right hand, and beheld, and there was no one that would know me. Flight hath failed me: and there is no one that hath regard to my soul.
141:6. I cried to thee, O Lord: I said: Thou art my hope, my portion in the land of the living.
141:7. Attend to my supplication: for I am brought very low. Deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.
141:8. Bring my soul out of prison, that I may praise thy name: the just wait for me, until thou reward me.
Psalms Chapter 142
The psalmist in tribulation calleth upon God for his delivery. The seventh penitential psalm.
142:1. A psalm of David, when his son Absalom pursued him. [2 Kings 17.]
Hear, O Lord, my prayer: give ear to my supplication in thy truth: hear me in thy justice.
142:2. And enter not into judgment with thy servant: for in thy sight no man living shall be justified.
142:3. For 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:
142:4 And my spirit is in anguish within me: my heart within me is troubled.
142:5. I remembered the days of old, I meditated on all thy works: I meditated upon the works of thy hands.
142:6. I stretched forth my hands to thee: my soul is as earth without water unto thee.
142:7. Hear 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.
142:8. Cause 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.
142:9. Deliver me from my enemies, O Lord, to thee have I fled:
142:10. Teach me to do thy will, for thou art my God. Thy good spirit shall lead me into the right land: 11 for thy name's sake, O Lord, thou wilt quicken me in thy justice. Thou wilt bring my soul out of trouble:
142:12. And in thy mercy thou wilt destroy my enemies. And thou wilt cut off all them that afflict my soul: for I am thy servant.
Psalms Chapter 143
The prophet praiseth God, and prayeth to be delivered from his enemies.
No worldly happiness is to be compared with that of serving God.
A psalm of David against Goliath.
143:1. Blessed be the Lord my God, who teacheth my hands to fight, and my fingers to war.
143:2. My mercy, and my refuge: my support, and my deliverer: My protector, and I have hoped in him: who subdueth my people under me.
143:3. Lord, what is man, that thou art made known to him? or the son of man, that thou makest account of him?
143:4. Man is like to vanity: his days pass away like a shadow.
143:5. Lord, bow down thy heavens and descend: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
143:6. Send forth lightning, and thou shalt scatter them: shoot out thy arrows, and thou shalt trouble them.
143:7. Put forth thy hand from on high, take me out, and deliver me from many waters: from the hand of strange children:
143:8. Whose mouth hath spoken vanity: and their right hand is the right hand of iniquity.
143:9. To thee, O God, I will sing a new canticle: on the psaltery and an instrument of ten strings I will sing praises to thee.
143:10. Who givest salvation to kings: who hast redeemed thy servant David from the malicious sword:
143:11. Deliver me, And rescue me out of the hand of strange children; whose mouth hath spoken vanity: and their right hand is the right hand of iniquity:
143:12. Whose sons are as new plants in their youth: Their daughters decked out, adorned round about after the similitude of a temple:
143:13. Their storehouses full, flowing out of this into that. Their sheep fruitful in young, abounding in their goings forth:
143:14. Their oxen fat. There is no breach of wall, nor passage, nor crying out in their streets.
143:15. They have called the people happy, that hath these things: but happy is that people whose God is the Lord.
Psalms Chapter 144
Exaltabo te, Deus.