d, 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

Benedictus Dominus.

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.

A psalm of praise, to the infinite majesty of God.

144:1. Praise, for David himself. I will extol thee, O God my ki