Psalm 102

Domine, exaudi

Hear my prayer, O Lord *

and let my crying come unto thee.

Hide not thy face from me in the time of my trouble *

incline thine ear unto me when I call; O hear me, and that right soon.

For my days are consumed away like smoke *

and my bones are burnt up as it were a firebrand.

My heart is smitten down, and withered liked grass *

so that I forget to eat my bread.

For the voice of my groaning *

my bones will scarce cleave to my flesh.

I am become like a pelican in the wilderness *

and like an owl that is in the desert.

I have watched, and am even as it were a sparrow *

that sitteth alone upon the house-top.

Mine enemies revile me all the day long *

and they that are mad upon me are sworn together against me.

For I have eaten ashes as it were bread *

and mingled my drink with weeping;

And that because of thine indignation and wrath *

for thou hast taken me up, and cast me down.

My days are gone like a shadow *

and I am withered like grass.

But thou, O Lord, shalt endure for ever *

and thy remembrance throughout all generations.

Thou shalt arise, and have mercy upon Sion *

for it is time that thou have mercy upon her, yea, the time is come.

And why? thy servants think upon her stones *

and it pitieth them to see her in the dust.

The heathen shall fear thy Name, O Lord *

and all the kings of the earth thy majesty;

When the Lord shall build up Sion *

and when his glory shall appear;

When he turneth him unto the prayer of the poor destitute *

and despiseth not their desire.

This shall be written for those that come after *

and the people which shall be born shall praise the Lord.

For he hath looked down from his sanctuary *

out of the heaven did the Lord behold the earth;

That he might hear the mournings of such as are in captivity *

and deliver the children appointed unto death;

That they may declare the Name of the Lord in Sion *

and his worship at Jerusalem;

When the people are gathered together *

and the kingdoms also, to serve the Lord.

He brought down my strength in my journey *

and shortened my days.

But I said, O my God, take me not away in the midst of mine age *

as for thy years, they endure throughout all generations.

Thou, Lord, in the beginning hast laid the foundation of the earth *

and the heavens are the work of thy hands.

They shall perish, but thou shalt endure *

they all shall wax old as doth a garment;

And as a vesture shalt thou change them, and they shall be changed *

but thou art the same, and thy years shall not fail.

The children of thy servants shall continue *

and their seed shall stand fast in thy sight.

Psalm 130

De profundis

Out of the deep have I called unto thee, O Lord *

Lord, hear my voice.

O let thine ears consider well *

the voice of my complaint.

If thou, Lord, wilt be extreme to mark what is done amiss *

O Lord, who may abide it?

For there is mercy with thee *

therefore shalt thou be feared.

I look for the Lord; my soul doth wait for him *

in his word is my trust.

My soul fleeth unto the Lord *

before the morning watch, I say, before the morning watch.

O Israel, trust in the Lord, for with the Lord there is mercy *

and with him is plenteous redemption.

And he shall redeem Israel *

from all his sins.

Psalm 143

Domine, exaudi

Hear my prayer, O Lord, and consider my desire *

hearken unto me for thy truth and righteousness’ sake.

And enter not into judgement 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 laid me in the darkness, as the men that have been long dead.

Therefore is my spirit vexed within me *

and my heart within me is desolate.

Yet do I remember the time past; I muse upon all thy works *

yea, I exercise myself in the works of thy hands.

I stretch forth my hands unto thee *

my soul gaspeth unto thee as a thirsty land.

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.

O 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 thee.

Deliver me, O Lord, from mine enemies *

for I flee unto thee to hide me.

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.

Quicken me, O Lord, for thy Name’s sake *

and for thy righteousness’ sake bring my soul out of trouble.

And of thy goodness slay mine enemies *

and destroy all them that vex my soul ; for I am thy servant.