The Book of Common Prayer

4 I looked alfo upon my right hand: and faw there was no man that would know me. I had no place to flee unto: and no man cared for my foul.

6 I cried unto thee, O Lord, and faid: Thou art my hope, and my portion in the land of the living.

7 Confider my complaint: for I am brought very low.

8 O deliver me from my perfecutors: for they are too strong for me.

9 Bring my foul out of prifon, that I may give thanks unto thy Name: which thing if thou wilt grant me, then fhall the righteous refort unto my company.

EVENING PRAYER.

Pfalm 142. Voce mea ad
Dominum.

Cried unto the Lord with my voice: yea, even unto the Lord did I make my fupplication.

2 I poured out my complaints before him: and fhewed him of trouble. 3 When my fpirit was in heaviness, thou kneweft my path: in the way wherein I walked have they privily laid a fnare for me.

Pfalm 143. Domine, exaudi.

Ear my prayer, O Lord, and confider my defire: hearken unto me for thy truth and righteousness sake.

2 And enter not into judgment with thy fervant: for in thy fight fhall no man living be justified.

3 For the enemy hath perfecuted my foul, he hath fmitten my life down to the ground: he hath laid me in the darknefs, as the men that have been long dead.

4 Therefore is my spirit vexed with me and my heart within me is defolate.

5 Yet do I remember the time past, I muse upon all thy works: yea, I exercise myself in the works of thy hands.

6 I ftretch forth my hands unto thee: my foul gafpeth unto thee as a thirsty land.

7 Hear me, O Lord, and that foon, for my fpirit waxeth faint hide not thy face from me, left I be like unto them that go down into the pit.

8 O let me hear thy loving kindness betimes in the morning, for in thee is my truft: fhew thou me the way that I fhould walk in, for I lift up my foul unto thee.

9 Deliver me, O Lord, from mine enemies: for I flee unto thee to hide me.

10 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 righteoufnefs.

II Quicken me, O Lord, for thy Names fake: and for thy righteoufnefs fake bring my foul out of trouble.

12 And of thy goodnefs flay mine enemies and deftroy all them that vex my foul, for I am thy fervant.

my hands to war, and my fingers to fight;

2 My hope and my fortress, i my castle and deliverer, my defender, in whom I truft: who fubdueth my people that is under me.

3 Lord, what is man, that thou haft fuch refpect unto him: or the fon of man, that thou fo regardeft him?”

4 Man is like a thing of nought: his time paffeth away like a fhadow.

5 Bow thy heavens, O Lord, and come down : touch the mountains, and they fhall fmoke.

6 Caft forth thy lightning, and tear them: fhoot out thine arrows, and confume them.

7 Send down thine hand from above: deliver me, and take me out of the great waters, from the hand of ftrange children;

8 Whofe mouth talketh of vanity: and their right hand is a right hand of wickedness.

9 I will fing a new fong unto thee, O God: and fing praises unto thee upon a tenftringed lute.

MORNING PRAYER. Pfalm 144. Benedictus Dominus. Leffed be the Lord my

10 Thou haft given victo- !| ry unto kings: and haft delivered David thy fervant from the peril of the fword.

II Save me, and deliver me from the hand of ftrange ftrength: who teacheth I children: whofe mouth talk

eth

eth of vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of iniquity.

12 That our fons may grow up as the young plants: and that our danghters may be as the polished corners of the temple.

13 That our garners may be full and plenteous with all manner of tore: that our fheep may bring forth thoufands, and ten thousands in our streets.

14 That our oxen may be ftrong to labour, that there be no decay: no leading into captivity, and no complaining in

our streets.

15 Happy are the people that are in fuch a cafe: yea, bleffed are the people who have the Lord for their God.

Pfalm 145. Exaltabo te, Deus. Will magnify thee, O God,

thy Name for ever and ever.

2 Every day will I give thanks unto thee: and praife thy Name for ever and ever.

3 Great is the Lord, and marvellous, worthy to be praifed: there is no end of his greatnefs.

6 So that men fhall fpeak of the might of thy marvellous acts and I will alfo tell of thy greatness.

4 One generation fhall praife thy works unto another and declare thy power.

5 As for me, I will be talking of thy worship: thy glory, thy praife, and wonderous works;

7 The memorial of thine abundant kindnefs fhall be fhewed: and men fhall fing of thy righteoufnefs.

8 The Lord is gracious, and merciful: long-fuffering, and of great goodness.

9 The Lord is loving unto every man and his mercy is over all his works.

10 Allthy works praise thee, O Lord: and thy faints give thanks unto thee.

11 They fhew the glory of thy kingdom: and talk of thy power;

12 That thy power, thy glory, and mightiness of thy kingdom: might be known unto men.

13 Thykingdom is an everlafting kingdom: and thy dominion endureth throughout all

ages.

14 The Lord upholdeth all fuch as fall: and lifteth up all thofe that are down.

15 The eyes of all wait upon thee, O Lord: and thou giveft them their meat in due feafon.

18 The Lord is nigh unto all them that call upon him: yea, all fuch as call upon him faithfully.

19 He will fulfil the defire of them that fear him: he alfo will hear their cry, and will help them.

20 The Lord preferveth all them that love him: but fcattereth abroad all the ungodly.

21 My mouth shall speak the praise of the Lord: and let all Hefh give thanks unto his holy Name for ever and ever. Pfalm 146. Lauda, anima mea. Raife the Lord, O my foul, while I live will I praise the Lord: yea, as long as I

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EVENING PRAYER. 147. Laudate Dominum. Lord, for it

have any being, I will fing is a good thing to fing

praises unto my

2 O put not your truft in princes, nor in any child of man for there is no help in them.

praises unto our God: yea, a joyful and pleasant thing it is to be thankful.

2 The Lord doth build up Jerufalem: and gather together the out-cafts of Ifrael.

3 He healeth those that are broken in heart: and giveth medicine to heal their sickness.

3 For when the breath of man goeth forth, he fhall turn again to his earth: and then all his thoughts perish.

4 Bleffed is he that hath the God of Jacob for his help: and whofe hope is in the Lord his God;

7 The Lord loofeth men out of prison: the Lord giv eth fight to the blind.

8 The Lord helpeth them that are fallen: the Lord careth for the righteous.

9 The Lord careth for the ftrangers, he defendeth the fatherlefs and widow: as for the way of the ungodly, he turneth it upfide down.

10 The Lord thy God, O Sion, fhall be King for evermore: and throughout all generations.

5 Who made heaven and earth, the fea, and all that therein is: who keepeth this promise for ever;

6 Who helpeth them to right that fuffer wrong: who feedeth the hungry.

4 He telleth the number of the ftars: and calleth them all by their names.

5 Great is our Lord, and great is his power: yea, and his wisdom is infinite.

6 The Lord fetteth up the meek: and bringeth the ungodly down to the ground.

7 O fing unto the Lord

with thanksgiving: fing prai- | with his wind, and the waters fes upon the harp unto our God;

flow.

8 Who covereth the heaven with clouds, and prepareth rain for the earth: and maketh the grafs to grow up on the mountains, and herb for the use of men;

19 He fheweth his word unto Jacob: his ftatutes and ordinances unto Ifrael.

20 He hath not dealt fo with any nation: neither have the heathen knowledge of his laws.

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