1¤ I cried to the Lord with my voice: with my voice I made supplication to the Lord.2In his sight I pour out my prayer, and before him I declare my trouble:3When my spirit failed me, then thou knewest my paths. In this way wherein I walked, they have hidden a snare for me.4I looked on my right hand, and beheld, and there was no one that would know me. Flight hath failed me: and there is no one that hath regard to my soul.5I cried to thee, O Lord: I said: Thou art my hope, my portion in the land of the living.6Attend to my supplication: for I am brought very low. Deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.7Bring my soul out of prison, that I may praise thy name: the just wait for me, until thou reward me.

A psalm of David, when his son Absalom pursued him. [2 Kings 17.]1¤ Hear, O Lord, my prayer: give ear to my supplication in thy truth: hear me in thy justice.2And enter not into judgment with thy servant: for in thy sight no man living shall be justified.3For the enemy hath persecuted my soul: he hath brought down my life to the earth. He hath made me to dwell in darkness as those that have been dead of old:4And my spirit is in anguish within me: my heart within me is troubled.5I remembered the days of old, I meditated on all thy works: I meditated upon the works of thy hands.6I stretched forth my hands to thee: my soul is as earth without water unto thee.7Hear me speedily, O Lord: my spirit hath fainted away. Turn not away thy face from me, lest I be like unto them that go down into the pit.8Cause me to hear thy mercy in the morning; for in thee have I hoped. Make the way known to me, wherein I should walk: for I have lifted up my soul to thee.9Deliver me from my enemies, O Lord, to thee have I fled:10Teach me to do thy will, for thou art my God. Thy good spirit shall lead me into the right land:11for thy name's sake, O Lord, thou wilt quicken me in thy justice. Thou wilt bring my soul out of trouble:12And in thy mercy thou wilt destroy my enemies. And thou wilt cut off all them that afflict my soul: for I am thy servant.

A psalm of David against Goliath.1¤ Blessed be the Lord my God, who teacheth my hands to fight, and my fingers to war.2My mercy, and my refuge: my support, and my deliverer: My protector, and I have hoped in him: who subdueth my people under me.3Lord, what is man, that thou art made known to him? or the son of man, that thou makest account of him?4Man is like to vanity: his days pass away like a shadow.5Lord, bow down thy heavens and descend: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.6Send forth lightning, and thou shalt scatter them: shoot out thy arrows, and thou shalt trouble them.7Put forth thy hand from on high, take me out, and deliver me from many waters: from the hand of strange children:8Whose mouth hath spoken vanity: and their right hand is the right hand of iniquity.9To thee, O God, I will sing a new canticle: on the psaltery and an instrument of ten strings I will sing praises to thee.10Who givest salvation to kings: who hast redeemed thy servant David from the malicious sword:11Deliver 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:12Whose sons are as new plants in their youth: Their daughters decked out, adorned round about after the similitude of a temple:13Their storehouses full, flowing out of this into that. Their sheep fruitful in young, abounding in their goings forth:14Their oxen fat. There is no breach of wall, nor passage, nor crying out in their streets.15They have called the people happy, that hath these things: but happy is that people whose God is the Lord.