Psalms 143:3-7
Psalms 143:3-7 NET
Certainly my enemies chase me. They smash me into the ground. They force me to live in dark regions, like those who have been dead for ages. My strength leaves me; I am absolutely shocked. I recall the old days; I meditate on all you have done; I reflect on your accomplishments. I spread my hands out to you in prayer; my soul thirsts for you in a parched land. Answer me quickly, LORD! My strength is fading. Do not reject me, or I will join those descending into the grave.





