Psalm 142

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Don't be anxious for your life, what you will eat, nor yet for your body, what you will wear. Life is more than food, and the body is more than clothing. Consider the ravens: they don't sow, they don't reap, they have no warehouse or barn, and God feeds them. How much more valuable are you than birds! Which of you by being anxious can add a cubit to his height? If then you aren't able to do even the least things, why are you anxious about the rest? Consider the lilies, how they grow. They don't toil, neither do they spin; yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. But if this is how God clothes the grass in the field, which today exists, and tomorrow is cast into the oven, how much more will he clothe you, O you of little faith? Don't seek what you will eat or what you will drink; neither be anxious. For the nations of the world seek after all of these things, but your Father knows that you need these things. But seek God's Kingdom, and all these things will be added to you.

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	Psalm 142

Lord, hear my prayer; give ear to my petition in Thy truth. Hear me in Thy justice. And enter not into judgment with Thy slave, for in Thy sight no living soul will be justified. For the enemy has persecuted my soul, he has humbled my life to the earth; he has made me dwell in darkness, like the dead of old. And my spirit desponds within me, and my heart within me is troubled. I remember the days of old, I meditate on all Thy works, I meditate on the works of Thy hands. I stretch out my hands to Thee; my soul like parched earth thirsts for Thee. Hear me speedily, O Lord; my spirit grows faint. Hide not Thy face from me lest I be like those who go down to the pit. Make me hear Thy mercy in the morning, for in Thee I have hoped. Make known to me the way I should go, O Lord, for I lift up my soul to Thee. Deliver me, O Lord, from my enemies; to Thee I have fled. Teach me to do Thy will, for Thou art my God; Thy good Spirit will guide me to the right land. Thou wilt quicken me, O Lord, for the glory of Thy Name. In Thy justice Thou wilt bring my soul out of trouble. And in Thy mercy Thou wilt slay my enemies, and destroy all who afflict my soul, for I am Thy slave.

(And again)
Hear me, O Lord, in Thy justice, and enter not into judgment with Thy slave. Thy good spirit will guide me to the right land.

Glory to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit, now and ever, and to the ages of ages. Amen.

Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia. Glory to Thee, O God. (Thrice).

The Lord is God and has appeared to us. Blessed is he who comes in the Name of the Lord.

Here are sung the Troparion of the Sunday, Feast or Saint and its Theotokion, as appointed.

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