Psalm 143 — Psalms 143:5–9

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:
I flee unto thee to hide me.