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7 Consider | my' complaint : for 1 | am' brought | veľry | 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 un to' thy Name : which thing if thou wilt grant me, then shall the righteous resort' un to' myl company.
Psalm CXLIII. Domine, exaudi.
de sire : hearken unto me for thy | truth' and righteous'ness' 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 with in 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 | un'to | thee : my soul gaspeth unto thee as' a | thirs'ty | land.
7 Hear O Lord, and that soon, for my spirit / wax'eth | faint : hide not thy face from me, lest I be like unto them that go | down' in to the pit,
8 0 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 un'to thee.
9 Deliver me, O Lord, | from' mine | enemies : for I flee un'to 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 in to 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.
DAY 30. Morning Prayer.
PSALM CXLIV. Benedictus Dominus. LESSED be the Lord' my | strength : who
teacheth 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 | peo'ple | that is | under me.
3 Lord, what is man, that thou hast such respect' un to him : or the son of man, that thou so regardest him?
4 Man is like a thing of nought : his time passeth a way - 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 ar'rows, 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,' 0 | God : and sing praises unto thee upson' a | ten'-stringed | lute.
10 Thou hast given victory | un'to | kings : and hast delivered David thy servant from the pe'ril | 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 | thou'sands | in' our streets.
14 That our oxen may be strong to labour, that there be no de cay : no leading into captivity, and no complain'ing | 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 praise thy | Name' for ever and ever.
2 Every day will I give thanks | un'to | 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 un to' another : and I - 'declare thy power.
5 As for me, I will be talking of thy | worship : thy glory, thy | praise,' and | won'drous | works ;
6 So that men shall speak of the might of thy | marvel'lous 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 : longsuffering, and of great - goodness.
9 The Lord is loving unto | ev'ery | man ; and his mercy is | o'ver | all his works.
10 All thy works praise | thee,' O Lord : and thy saints' give thanks' un to 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 / un'to | men.
13 Thy kingdom is an ever|last'ing | kingdom : and thy dominion en dureth' 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 / openesť thine | hand : and fillest | all' things I 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' up on him : yea, all such as call' up on' 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 a broad' all | the' un godly.
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. RAISE the Lord, O my soul ; while I live will I |
praise the Lord : yea, as long as I have any being, I will sing praises' un to' my God.
2 O 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