Psalms 143:7 DBY

⁵  I remember the days of old: I meditate on all thy doing; I muse on the work of thy hands.

⁶  I stretch forth my hands unto thee: my soul, as a parched land, [thirsteth] after thee. Selah.

⁷  Answer me speedily, O Jehovah; my spirit faileth: hide not thy face from me, or I shall be like unto them that go down into the pit.

⁸  Cause me to hear thy loving-kindness in the morning, for in thee do I confide; make me to know the way wherein I should walk, for unto thee do I lift up my soul.

⁹  Deliver me, O Jehovah, from mine enemies: unto thee do I flee for refuge.