Psalms 143:8 WEB

⁶  I spread forth my hands to you. My soul thirsts for you, like a parched land. Selah.

⁷  Hurry to answer me, Yahweh. My spirit fails. Don't hide your face from me, So that I don't become like those who go down into the pit.

⁸  Cause me to hear your loving kindness in the morning, For I trust in you. Cause me to know the way in which I should walk, For I lift up my soul to you.

⁹  Deliver me, Yahweh, from my enemies. I flee to you to hide me.

¹⁰  Teach me to do your will, For you are my God. Your Spirit is good. Lead me in the land of uprightness.