Psalm 143 v6-8 of 12 "Lo, I do stretch my hands To thee, my help alone" Tune-Heber. Scottish Psalter

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Psalm 143 v6-8
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"Lo, I do stretch my hands To thee, my help alone"
Falkirk Free Church
This is the second (6 6 6 6 D) version of psalm 143 from the Scottish Psalter.

The images are only intended to provide resonances with some aspects of the psalm; they are not intended as a one-to-one correspondences. They are more like visual cross-references.
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The Three (2 Samuel 23 & 1 Chronicles 11)

PSALM 143, 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 spirit much vexed,
O’erwhelmed is me within;
My heart right sore perplexed
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 refreshed to be.

7 LORD, let my pray’r prevail,
To answer it make speed;
For, lo, my spirit 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 Spirit ’s good, lead me to
The land of uprightness.

11 O LORD, for thy name’s sake,
Be pleased 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.

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