How happy the man, who hath not walked in the counsel of the lawless, - and, in the way of sinners, hath not stood, and, in the seat of scoffers, hath not sat;

Kiss the son, lest he be angry, and ye perish by the way, for soon might be kindled his anger, - How happy are all who seek refuge in him!

Yahweh! how have mine adversaries multiplied, Multitudes, are rising against me;

Ye sons of the great! how long, turning my glory to contempt, will ye love emptiness, will ye seek falsehood? Selah.

Yea, my soul, is dismayed greatly, Thou, then, O Yahweh - how long?

O Yahweh, our Lord! How majestic is thy Name, in all the earth, Who hast set thy splendour upon the heavens.

O Yahweh, our Lord! How majestic is thy Name, in all the earth.

In Yahweh, have I sought refuge. How can ye say to my soul, Flee to a mountain like a little bird;

How long, O Yahweh, wilt thou wholly forget me? How long wilt thou hide thy face from me?

How long shall I lay up cares within my soul, sorrow in my heart, day by day? How long shall mine enemy lift himself up over me?

O Yahweh, in thy strength, will the king rejoice, and, in thy salvation, how greatly will he exult!

How great is thy goodness, which thou hast hidden away for them who revere thee, - Thou hast wrought for them who seek refuge in thee, in sight of the sons of men.

How happy is he whose transgression is forgiven! whose sin is pardoned!

How happy the son of earth, to whom Yahweh will not reckon iniquity! and in whose spirit is no guile!

How happy the nation whose God is, Yahweh, The people he hath chosen as his own inheritance!

Oh taste and see, that good is Yahweh, - How happy the man who seeketh refuge in him!

My Lord! how long wilt thou look on? Bring back my soul out of their raging, from among lions, my solitary self.

How precious thy lovingkindness, O God, - Therefore, the sons of men, under the shadow of thy wings, seek refuge:

Let me know, O Yahweh, mine end, And the measure of my days - what it is, I would know how short-lived I am.

How happy the man, Who hath made Yahweh his confidence, who hath not turned unto the haughty, nor gone aside unto falsehood.

How happy is he that is attentive to the poor, In the day of calamity, will Yahweh deliver him:

How long will ye shout at a man? Ye shall be crushed all of you, - Like a wall that bulgeth, - a fence pushed in!

How happy the man thou shalt choose and bring near! He shall bide in thy courts, - We shall be satisfied with, The blessing of thy house, The holiness of thy temple.

Say unto God - How fearful in thy doings, Through the abounding of thy power, shall thy foes come cringing unto thee;

And they say - How doth GOD know? And is there knowledge in the Most High?

How have they become desolate, as in a moment! They have ceased - come to an end, by reason of calamities.

Our own signs, have we not seen, - There is no longer a prophet, - Neither is there with us, one who knoweth - How long!

How long, O God, shall the adversary, reproach? Shall the enemy revile thy Name perpetually?

How often they, Resisted him in the desert, Vexed him, in the waste:

How long, O Yahweh, wilt thou be angry utterly? Shall thy jealousy, burn like fire?

O Yahweh, God of hosts! How long hast thou been wroth with the prayer of thy people?

How lovely are thy habitations, O Yahweh of hosts!

How happy are they who abide in thy house, - Still are they praising thee. Selah.

How happy the men whose strength is in thee, Festive processions are in their heart.

O Yahweh of hosts! How happy the man who trusteth in thee!

How happy are the people who know the joyful sound! O Yahweh! in the light of thy countenance, shall they firmly march along;

How long, O Yahweh, Wilt thou hide thyself utterly? Shall thine indignation, burn like fire?

Remember how short-lived, I, am, Wherefore, in vain, hast thou created all the sons of Adam?

How to number our days, so grant us to know, That we may win us a heart that hath wisdom.

Return, Yahweh, oh how long? And have compassion upon thy servants;

How great have grown thy works, Yahweh, How very deep are laid thy plans!

How long shall the lawless, O Yahweh, How long shall the lawless exult?

How happy the man whom thou correctest, O Yah! And whom, out of thy law, thou instructest!

For, he, knoweth how we are formed, He is mindful that, dust, we are.

How thy works abound, O Yahweh! All of them - in wisdom, hast thou made, The earth is full of thy possession: -

How happy! They who observe justice, He that executeth righteousness at all times.

Praise ye Yah! How happy is the man who revereth Yahweh, In his commandments, delighteth he greatly;

How shall I give back to Yahweh, All his benefits unto me?

[ALEPH] How happy the men of blameless life, who walk in the law of Yahweh.

How happy they who observe his testimonies, with a whole heart, they seek him.

How few are the days of thy servant! When wilt thou execute sentence on my persecutors?

[MEM] Oh how I love thy law! All the day, is it my meditation.

How smooth to my palate is thy speech, More than honey, to my mouth.

How happy the man who hath filled his quiver with them! They will not be ashamed, but will speak with enemies in the gate.

How happy is every one that revereth Yahweh, who walketh in his ways!

Lo! how good and how delightful, for brethren, to dwell together even as one.

How shall we sing the song of Yahweh, on a foreign soil?

Remember, O Yahweh, against the sons of Edom, the day of Jerusalem, - how they continued to say - Overthrow! Overthrow! unto the foundation within it.

O ruined daughter of Babylon, - how happy the man who shall repay thee thy dealing, wherewith thou didst deal with us!

How happy the man who shall snatch away and dash thy children against the crag.

To me, then, how precious have thy desires become, O GOD! How numerous, the heads of them!

How happy the people that is in such a case! How happy the people that hath Yahweh for its God!

How happy is he that hath the GOD of Jacob as his help, whose hope, is on Yahweh his God: -

Who sendeth his utterance to the earth, How swiftly, runneth his word!