Psalm 143

First Version (C.M.)

1    Lord, hear my pray’r, attend my suits;

          and in thy faithfulness

     Give thou an answer unto me,

          and in thy righteousness.

2    Thy servant also bring thou not

          in judgment to be try’d:

     Because no living man can be

          in thy sight justify’d.

3    For th’ en’my hath pursu’d my soul,

          my life to ground down tread:

     In darkness he hath made me dwell,

          as who have long been dead.

4    My sp’rit is therefore overwhelm’d

          in me perplexedly;

     Within me is my very heart

          amazed wondrously.

5    I call to mind the days of old,

          to meditate I use

     On all thy works; upon the deeds

          I of thy hands do muse.

6    My hands to thee I stretch; my soul

          thirsts, as dry land, for thee.

7    Haste, Lord, to hear, my spirit fails:

          hide not thy face from me;

     Lest like to them I do become

          that go down to the dust.

8    At morn let me thy kindness hear;

          for in thee do I trust.

     Teach me the way that I should walk:

          I lift my soul to thee.

9    Lord, free me from my foes; I flee

          to thee to cover me.

10   Because thou art my God, to do

          thy will do me instruct:

     Thy Sp’rit is good, me to the land

          of uprightness conduct.

11   Revive and quicken me, O Lord,

          ev’n for thine own name’s sake;

     And do thou, for thy righteousness,

          my soul from trouble take.

12   And of thy mercy slay my foes;

          let all destroyed be

     That do afflict my soul: for I

          a servant am to thee.

Second Version (6.6.6.6.D.)

1    Oh, hear my prayer, Lord,

          And unto my desire

     To bow thine ear accord,

          I humbly thee require;

     And, in thy faithfulness,

          Unto me answer make,

     And, in thy righteousness,

          Upon me pity take.

2    In judgment enter not

          With me thy servant poor;

     For why, this well I wot,

          No sinner can endure

     The sight of thee, O God:

          If thou his deeds shalt try,

     He dare make none abode

          Himself to justify.

3    Behold, the cruel foe

          Me persecutes with spite,

     My soul to overthrow:

          Yea, he my life down quite

     Unto the ground hath smote,

          And made me dwell full low

     In darkness, as forgot,

          Or men dead long ago.


4    Therefore my sp’rit much vex’d,

          O’erwhelm’d is me within;

     My heart right sore perplex’d

          And desolate hath been.

5    Yet I do call to mind

          What ancient days record,

     Thy works of ev’ry kind

          I think upon, O Lord.

6    Lo, I do stretch my hands

          To thee, my help alone;

     For thou well understands

          All my complaint and moan:

     My thirsting soul desires,

          And longeth after thee,

     As thirsty ground requires

          With rain refresh’d to be.

7    Lord, let my pray’r prevail,

          To answer it make speed;

     For, lo, my sp’rit doth fail:

          Hide not thy face in need;

     Lest I be like to those

          That do in darkness sit,

     Or him that downward goes

          Into the dreadful pit.

8    Because I trust in thee,

          O Lord, cause me to hear

     Thy loving-kindness free,

          When morning doth appear:

     Cause me to know the way

          Wherein my path should be;

     For why, my soul on high

          I do lift up to thee.

9    From my fierce enemy

          In safety do me guide,

     Because I flee to thee,

          Lord, that thou may’st me hide.

10   My God alone art thou,

          Teach me thy righteousness:

     Thy Sp’rit’s good, lead me to

          The land of uprightness.

11   O Lord, for thy name’s sake,

          Be pleas’d to quicken me;

     And, for thy truth, forth take

          My soul from misery.

12   And of thy grace destroy

          My foes, and put to shame

     All who my soul annoy;

          For I thy servant am.

Ekklesia Muskogee is a reformed baptist church that gathers for worship in Muskogee, Oklahoma. We confess the 1689 second London baptist confession of faith. We affirm the five solas of the Reformation as well as the doctrines of grace (otherwise known as the five points of Calvinism), and each of our pastors would not be ashamed to be called a Calvinist. We are a church led by elders, of which there is a plurality (also called pastors and overseers in the Scriptures). Our mission is to make disciples, love cities, and plant churches.