A Psalm of David, in his fleeing from the face of Absalom his son. Jehovah, how have my distresses multiplied! Many are rising up against me.

To the Overseer, 'On the Gittith.' A Psalm of David. Jehovah, our Lord, How honourable Thy name in all the earth! Who settest thine honour on the heavens.

Jehovah, our Lord, How honourable Thy name in all the earth!

To the Overseer. -- By David. In Jehovah I trusted, how say ye to my soul, 'They moved to Thy mountain for the bird?

To the Overseer. -- A Psalm of David. Jehovah, in Thy strength is the king joyful, In Thy salvation how greatly he rejoiceth.

How abundant is Thy goodness, That Thou hast laid up for those fearing Thee,

Lord, how long dost thou behold? Keep back my soul from their desolations, From young lions my only one.

How precious is Thy kindness, O God, And the sons of men In the shadow of Thy wings do trust.

Cause me to know, O Jehovah, mine end, And the measure of my days -- what it is,' I know how frail I am.

Say to God, 'How fearful are Thy works, By the abundance of Thy strength, Thine enemies feign obedience to Thee.

And they have said, 'How hath God known? And is there knowledge in the Most High?'

How have they become a desolation as in a moment, They have been ended -- consumed from terrors.

Our ensigns we have not seen, There is no more a prophet, Nor with us is one knowing how long.

How often do they provoke Him in the wilderness, Grieve Him in the desolate place?

To the Overseer. -- 'On the Gittith By sons of Korah.' -- A Psalm. How beloved Thy tabernacles, Jehovah of Hosts!

How great have been Thy works, O Jehovah, Very deep have been Thy thoughts.

How many have been Thy works, O Jehovah, All of them in wisdom Thou hast made, Full is the earth of thy possessions.

How many are the days of Thy servant? When dost Thou execute Against my pursuers judgment?

Mem. O how I have loved Thy law! All the day it is my meditation.

How sweet to my palate hath been Thy saying, Above honey to my mouth.

A Song of the Ascents, by David. Lo, how good and how pleasant The dwelling of brethren -- even together!

How do we sing the song of Jehovah, On the land of a stranger?

And to me how precious have been Thy thoughts, O God, how great hath been their sum!