Psalm 3
1LORD, how many adversaries I have! *
how many there are who rise up against me!
2How many there are who say of me, *
“There is no help for him in his God.”
3But you, O LORD, are a shield about me; *
you are my glory, the one who lifts up my head.
4I call aloud upon the LORD, *
and he answers me from his holy hill;
5I lie down and go to sleep; *
I wake again, because the LORD sustains me.
6I do not fear the multitudes of people *
who set themselves against me all around.
7Rise up, O LORD; set me free, O my God; *
surely, you will strike all my enemies across the face,
you will break the teeth of the wicked.
8Deliverance belongs to the LORD. *
Your blessing be upon your people!
A Prayer for All Sorts and Conditions
O God, the creator and preserver of all, we humbly beseech you for all sorts and conditions of people; that you would be pleased to make your ways known unto them, your saving health unto all nations. More especially we pray for your holy Church universal; that it may be so guided and governed by your good Spirit, that all who profess and call themselves Christians may be led into the way of truth, and hold the faith in unity of spirit, in the bond of peace, and in righteousness of life. Finally, we commend to your fatherly goodness all those who are in any ways afflicted or distressed, in mind, body, or estate; that it may please you to comfort and relieve them according to their several necessities, giving them patience under their sufferings, and a happy issue out of all their afflictions. And this we beg for Jesus Christ’s sake. Amen.
