DAYS OF OLD

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O LORD, give ear to my supplications: 

in thy faithfulness answer me, and in 

thy righteousness.   And enter not into 

judgment with thy servant: for in thy sight 

shall no man living be justified.  For the 

enemy hath persecuted my soul;  he hath 

smitten my life down to the ground; he hath 

made me to dwell in darkness, as those that 

have been long dead.  Therefore is my spirit 

overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is 

desolate.  I remember the days of old;  I meditate 

on all thy works; I muse on the work of thy hands.

I stretch forth my hands unto thee: my soul 

thirsteth after thee, as a thirsty land. Selah.

Hear me speedily, O LORD: my spirit faileth: 

hide not thy face from me, lest I be 

like unto them that go down into the pit.

Cause 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.  Deliver me, O LORD, 

from mine enemies: I flee unto thee to hide me.

Teach me to do thy will; for thou art 

my God:  thy spirit is good; lead me into 

the land of uprightness.  Quicken me, O 

LORD, for thy name’s sake: for thy 

righteousness’ sake bring my soul out 

of trouble.  And of thy mercy cut off 

mine enemies, and destroy all them that 

afflict my soul: for I am thy servant.

Psalms 143