A Psalm of David.
Hear my prayer, O Jehovah; 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 no man living is righteous.
For 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.
Therefore {Or, my spirit fainteth}is my spirit overwhelmed within me;
My heart within me is desolate.
I remember the days of old;
I meditate on all thy doings;
I muse on the work of thy hands.
I spread forth my hands unto thee:
My soul thirsteth after thee, as a weary land. [Selah
Make 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.
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 Jehovah, from mine enemies:
{Hebrew: Unto thee have I hidden.}I flee unto thee to hide me.
Teach me to do thy will;
For thou art my God:
{Or, Let thy good Spirit lead me}Thy Spirit is good;
Lead me in {Or, a plain country}the land of uprightness.
Quicken me, O Jehovah, for thy name's sake:
In thy righteousness bring my soul out of trouble.
And in thy lovingkindness cut off mine enemies,
And destroy all them that afflict my soul;
For I am thy servant.
Querverweise zu Psalm 143,3 Ps 143,3
Shiggaion of David, which he sang unto Jehovah, concerning the words of Cush a Benjamite.O Jehovah my God, in thee do I take refuge:Save me from all them that pursue me, and deliver me,
Let the enemy pursue my soul, and overtake it;Yea, let him tread my life down to the earth,And lay my glory in the dust. [Selah
I am forgotten as a dead man out of mind:I am like a broken vessel.
Lest they tear my soul like a lion,Rending it in pieces, while there is none to deliver.
And Abner said again to Asahel, Turn thee aside from following me: wherefore should I smite thee to the ground? how then should I hold up my face to Joab thy brother?
For I have heard the defaming of many,Terror on every side:While they took counsel together against meThey devised to take away my life.
From the wicked that oppress me,My deadly enemies, that compass me about.
{Or, They have shut up their heart}They are inclosed in their own fat:With their mouth they speak proudly.
They have now compassed us in our steps;They set their eyes to cast us down to the earth.
He is like a lion that is greedy of his prey,And as it were a young lion lurking in secret places.
Arise, O Jehovah, {Or, Forestall}Confront him, cast him down:Deliver my soul from {Or, the wicked, who is thy sword}the wicked by thy sword;
And Joab said unto the man that told him, And, behold, thou sawest it, and why didst thou not smite him there to the ground? and I would have given thee ten pieces of silver, and a girdle.
I am reckoned with them that go down into the pit;I am as a man that hath no help,
Cast {Or, away}off among the dead,Like the slain that lie in the grave,Whom thou rememberest no more,And they are cut off from thy hand.
Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit,In dark places, in the deeps.
Let them be put to shame and brought to dishonor that seek after my soul:Let them be turned back and confounded that devise my hurt.
Then he said unto me, Son of man, these bones are the whole house of Israel: behold, they say, Our bones are dried up, and our hope is lost; we are clean cut off.
For strangers are risen up against me,And violent men have sought after my soul:They have not set God before them. [Selah
Attend unto my cry;For I am brought very low:Deliver me from my persecutors;For they are stronger than I.