5 I had no place to | flee un | to and no man | cared | for my soul.

6 I cried unto thee, O | Lord, and | said : Thou art my hope, and my portion in the | land of the | liv | ing.

7 Consider my complaint: for I am brought | very low.

8 O deliver me from my | persecutors for | they are too strong for | me.

9 Bring my soul out of prison, that I may give thanks | unto thy Name : which thing if thou wilt grant me, then shall the righteous resort | unto my company.

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PSALM 143. Domine, exaudi.

EAR my prayer, O Lord, and consider | my de | sire hearken unto me for thy | truth and | righteousness' sake.

2 And enter not into judgment | with thy | servant : for in thy sight shall no man | living be | justi | fied.

3 For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; he hath smitten my life | down to the ground: he hath laid me in the darkness, as the men | that have | been long | dead. 4 Therefore is my spirit vexed | within | me : and my heart within me is | deso | late.

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 stretch forth my hands | unto gaspeth unto thee | as a | thirsty | land.

thee: my soul

Hear me, O Lord, and that soon, for my spirit | waxeth | faint hide not thy face from me, lest I be like unto them that go down in | to the | pit.

8 O let me hear thy loving-kindness betimes in the morning, for in thee is my | trust: shew thou me the way that I should walk in, for I lift up my soul | unto thee.

9 Deliver me, O Lord, from mine | ene | mies: for Iflee unto thee to | hide | me.

Io 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 righteousness.

II Quicken me, O Lord, for thy | Name's sake : and

for thy righteousness' sake bring my soul | out of | trou | ble.

12 And of thy goodness slay mine | ene | mies and destroy all them that vex my soul; for I am thy | ser | vant.

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THE

THIRTIETH DAY.

Morning Prayer.

PSALM 144. Benedictus Dominus.

30

LESSED be the Lord my | strength who teacheth my hands to war, | and my fingers to | fight; 2 My hope and my fortress, my castle and deliverer, my defender in whom I trust who subdueth my people | that is | under | me.

3 Lord, what is man, that thou hast such respect | unto | him or the son of man, that thou | so re | gardest | him? 4 Man is like a thing of | nought his time passeth away like a sha dow.

5 Bow thy heavens, O Lord, | and come | down : touch the mountains, and they shall | smoke.

6 Cast forth thy lightning, and tear | them shoot out thine arrows, and consume them.

7 Send down thine hand | from a | bove: deliver me, and take me out of the great waters, from the hand of strange children:

8 Whose mouth talketh of vanity and their right hand is a right | hand of | wicked | ness.

9 I will sing a new song unto thee, O God and sing praises unto thee upon a | ten | stringed | lute.

IO Thou hast given victory | unto | kings and hast delivered David thy servant from the peril | of the | sword.

II Save me, and deliver me from the hand of | strange | children whose mouth talketh of vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of in | iqui | ty.

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

13 That our garners may be full and plenteous with all |

manner of store that our sheep may bring forth thousands and ten thousands | in our | streets.

14 That our oxen may be strong to labour, that there be no de cay no leading into captivity, and no com | plaining in our streets.

15 Happy are the people that are in | such a case : yea, blessed are the people who have the Lord | for their | God.

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PSALM 145. Exaltabo te, Deus.

WILL magnify thee, O | God, my | King praise thy Name for | ever and | ev | er. 2 Every day will I give thanks | unto thee thy Name for ever and | ev | er.

and I will

and praise

3 Great is the Lord, and marvellous, worthy to be prais ed: there is no | end of his | great | ness.

4 One generation shall praise thy works | unto an | other and declare thy | power.

5 As for me, I will be talking of thy | wor | ship: thy glory, thy praise, and wondrous works;

6 So that men shall speak of the might of thy | marvellous acts and I will also tell of thy greatness.

7 The memorial of thine abundant kindness | shall be | shewed and men shall | sing of thy | righteousness.

8 The Lord is gracious, and | merci | ful: long-suffering, and of great good ness.

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

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Io All thy works praise | thee, O Lord and thy saints give thanks | unto thee.

II They shew 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 Thy kingdom is an ever | lasting | kingdom : and thy dominion endureth through out all ages.

14 The Lord upholdeth all | such as | fall and lifteth up all those that are | down.

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15 The eyes of all wait upon | thee, O Lord and thou givest them their meat | in due | sea | son.

16 Thou openest | thine hand and fillest all things | living with plenteous | ness.

17 The Lord is righteous in | all his | ways and | holy in all his works.

18 The Lord is nigh unto all them that | call upon | him yea, all such as call up on him | faithfully.

19 He will fulfil the desire of them that fear him he also will hear their cry, and will | help | them.

20 The Lord preserveth all them that | love | him but scattereth abroad | all the un god | ly.

21 My mouth shall speak the praise of the | Lord : and let all flesh give thanks unto his holy Name for | ever and |

ever.

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PSALM 146. Lauda, anima mea.

RAISE the Lord, O my soul; while I live will I | praise the Lord yea, as long as I have any being, I will sing praises un | to my | God.

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

3 For when the breath of man goeth forth he shall turn again to his earth and then all his | thoughts | per | ish.

4 Blessed is he that hath the God of Jacob | for his | help and whose hope is in the | Lord his | God;

5 Who made heaven and earth, the sea, and all that | therein is who keepeth his | promise for | ev | er;

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

7 The Lord looseth men | out of prison: the Lord giveth sight | to the blind.

8 The Lord helpeth them | that are | fallen: the Lord careth for the | right | eous.

9 The Lord careth for the strangers; he defendeth the father less and | widow as for the way of the ungodly, he turneth it | upside down.

10 The Lord thy God, O Sion, shall be King for | ever | more and throughout all | gene | ra | tions.

DAY 30.

Evening Prayer.

PSALM 147. Laudate Dominum.

PRAISE the Lord, for it is a good thing to sing

O praises unto our | God: yea, a joyful and pleasant

thing it is to be | thank | ful.

2 The Lord doth build up Je | rusa | lem : and gather together the outcasts of Israel.

3 He healeth those that are broken in | heart and giveth medicine to | heal their | sick | ness.

4 He telleth the number of the stars and calleth them all by their | names.

5 Great is our Lord, and | great is his power: yea, and his wisdom is | infi | nite.

6 The Lord setteth | up the meek and bringeth the ungodly | down | to the ground.

7 O sing unto the Lord with thanksgiving : sing praises upon the | harp un | to our | God;

8 Who covereth the heaven with clouds, and prepareth rain | for the | earth and maketh the grass to grow upon the mountains, and | herb for the use of | men ;

9 Who giveth fodder | unto the cattle and feedeth the young ravens that | call up | on | him.

10 He hath no pleasure in the strength of an | horse : neither delighteth | he in any man's | legs.

II But the Lord's delight is in them that fear him : and put their trust | in his mercy.

12 Praise the Lord, O Je | rusa | lem God, O Si on.

13 For he hath made fast the bars of thy hath blessed thy children with in thee.

praise thy |

gates and

14 He maketh peace | in thy | borders and filleth thee | with the flour of wheat.

15 He sendeth forth his commandment | upon | earth : and his word runneth | very | swift | ly.

16 He giveth | snow like wool and scattereth the hoar frost like

ashes.

17 He casteth forth his ice like | morsels: who is able to a | bide his frost?"