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not his mischievous imagination prosper, lest they be too proud.
9 Let the mischief of their own lips fall upon the head of them : that compass me about.
10 Let hot burning coals fall upon them : let them be cast into the fire, and into the pit, that they never rise up again.
11 A man full of words shall not prosper upon the earth : evil shall hunt the wicked person to overthrow him.
12 Sure I am that the Lord will avenge the poor : and maintain the cause of the helpless.
13 The righteous also shall give thanks unto thy Name : and the just shall continue in thy sight.
PSALM CXLI. Domine, clamavi. LORD: I call upon thee, haste thee unto me : and
consider my voice when I cry unto thee. 2 Let my prayer be set forth in thy sight as the incense : and let the lifting up of my hands be an evening sacrifice.
3 Set a watch, O Lord, before my mouth : and keep the door of my lips.
40 let not mine heart be inclined to any evil thing : let me not be occupied in ungodly works with the men that work wickedness, lest I eat of such things as please them.
5 Let the righteous rather smite me friendly : and reprove me.
6 But let not their precious balms break my head : yea, I will pray yet against their wickedness.
7 Let their judges be overthrown in stony places : that they may hear my words, for they are sweet.
8 Our bones lie scattered before the pit : like as when one breaketh and heweth wood upon the earth.
9 But mine eyes look unto thee, O Lord God : in thee is my trust, О cast not out my soul.
10 Keep me from the snare that they have laid for me : and from the traps of the wicked doers.
11 Let the ungodly fall into their own nets together : and let me ever escape them.
Evening Prayer. PSALM CXLII. Voce mea ad Dominum. I Cried unto the Lord with my voice : yea, even I 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.
Ť 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 CXLIII. Domine, exaudi. HEAR my prayer, O Lord, and consider my de11 sire : 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.
80 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
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.
PSALM CXLIV. Benedictus Dominus. RLESSED be the Lord my strength : who teachD eth my hands to war, and my fingers to fight;
2 My hope and my fortress, my castle and deliverer, my defender in whom I trust : who subdueth my people that is under me. * 3 Lord, what is man, that thou hast such respect unto him : or the son of man, that thou so regardest him?
4 Man is like a thing of nought : his time passeth away like a shadow.
5 Bow thy heavens, O Lord, and come down : touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
6 Cast forth thy lightning, and tear them : shoot out thine arrows, and consume them.
7 Send down thine hand from above : deliver me, and take me out of the great waters, from the hand of strange children;
8 Whose mouth talketh of vanity : and their right hand is a right hand of wickedness.
9 I will sing a new song unto thee, O God : and sing praises unto thee upon a ten-stringed lute.
10 Thou hast given victory unto kings : and hast delivered David thy servant from the peril of the sword.
11 Save me, and deliver me from the hand of strange children : whose mouth talketh of vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of iniquity.
12 That our sons may grow up as the young plants : and that our daughters may be as the polished corners of the temple.
13 That our garners may be full and plenteous with all manner of store : that our sheep may bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our streets.
14 That our oxen may be strong to labour, that there be no decay : no leading into captivity, and no complaining in our streets.
15 Happy are the people that are in such a case : yea, blessed are the people who have the Lord for their God.
PSALM CXLV. Exaltabo te, Deus. I Will magnify thee, O God, my King : and I will I praise thy Name for ever and ever.
2 Every day will I give thanks unto thee : and praise thy Name for ever and ever.
3 Great is the Lord, and marvellous, worthy to be praised : there is no end of his greatness.
4 One generation shall praise thy works unto another : and declare thy power.
5 As for me, I will be talking of thy worship : thy glory, thy praise, and wondrous works;
6 So that men shall speak of the might of thy marvellous acts : and I will also tell of thy greatness.
7 The memorial of thine abundant kindness shall be shewed : and men shall sing of thy righteousness.
8 The Lord is gracious, and merciful : long-suffering, and of great goodness.
9 The Lord is loving unto every man : and his mercy is over all his works.
10 All thy works praise thee, O Lord : and thy saints give thanks unto thee.
11 They shew the glory of thy kingdom : and talk of thy power;
12 That thy power, thy glory, and mightiness of thy kingdom : might be known unto men.
13 Thy kingdom is an everlasting kingdom : and thy dominion endureth throughout all ages.
14 The Lord upholdeth all such as fall : and lifteth up all those that are down.
15 The eyes of all wait upon thee, O Lord : and thou givest them their meat in due season.
16 Thou openest thine hand : and fillest all things living with plenteousness.
17 The Lord is righteous in all his ways : and holy in all his works.
18 The Lord is nigh unto all them that call upon him : yea, all such as call upon him faithfully.
19 He will fulfil the desire of them that fear him : he also will hear their cry, and will help them.
20 The Lord preserveth all them that love him : but scattereth abroad all the ungodly.
21 My mouth shall speak the praise of the Lord : and let all flesh give thanks unto his holy Name for ever and ever.
PSALM CXLVI. Lauda, anima mea. PRAISE the Lord, O my soul; while I live will 1 I praise the Lord : yea, as long as I have any being, I will sing praises unto my God.
2 0 put not your trust in princes, nor in any child of man : for there is no help in them.
3 For when the breath of man goeth forth he shall turn again to his earth : and then all his thoughts perish.
4 Blessed is he that hath the God of Jacob for his help : and whose hope is in the Lord his God;
5 Who made heaven and earth, the sea, and all that therein is : who keepeth his promise for ever;
6 Who helpeth them to right that suffer wrong : who feedeth the hungry.