Lord, Hear My Pray'r, Attend My Suits

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 tried:
Because no living man can be
in thy sight justified.

3.For th' en'my hath pursued my soul,
my life to ground down tread:
In darkness he hath made me dwell,
as who have long been dead.

4.My spirit is therefore overwhelmed
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.
Haste, Lord, to hear, my spirit fails:
hide not thy face from me;

7.Lest like to them I do become
that go down to the dust.
At morn let me thy kindness hear;
for in thee do I trust.

8.Teach me the way that I should walk:
I lift my soul to thee.
Lord, free me from my foes; I flee
to thee to cover me.

9.Because thou art my God, to do
thy will do me instruct:
Thy Spirit is good, me to the land
of uprightness conduct.

10.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.

11.And of thy mercy slay my foes;
let all destroyed be
That do afflict my soul: for I
a servant am to thee.