Ask of Me,
and I will make the nations Your inheritance
and the ends of the earth Your possession.

I will both lie down and sleep in peace,
for You alone, Lord, make me live in safety.

Lord, lead me in Your righteousness
because of my adversaries;
make Your way straight before me.

God—He clothes me with strength
and makes my way perfect.

He makes my feet like the feet of a deer
and sets me securely on the heights.

You will make them burn
like a fiery furnace when you appear;
the Lord will engulf them in His wrath,
and fire will devour them.

Make Your ways known to me, Lord;
teach me Your paths.

Then my head will be high
above my enemies around me;
I will offer sacrifices in His tent with shouts of joy.
I will sing and make music to the Lord.

He makes Lebanon skip like a calf,
and Sirion, like a young wild ox.

The voice of the Lord makes the deer give birth
and strips the woodlands bare.

In His temple all cry, “Glory!”

Praise the Lord with the lyre;
make music to Him with a ten-stringed harp.

Even on his bed he makes malicious plans.
He sets himself on a path that is not good
and does not reject evil.

Deliver me from all my transgressions;
do not make me the taunt of fools.

You make us retreat from the foe,
and those who hate us
have taken plunder for themselves.

You sell Your people for nothing;
You make no profit from selling them.

You make us an object of reproach to our neighbors,
a source of mockery and ridicule to those around us.

You make us a joke among the nations,
a laughingstock among the peoples.

Your sons will succeed your ancestors;
you will make them princes throughout the land.

He makes wars cease throughout the earth.
He shatters bows and cuts spears to pieces;
He burns up the chariots.

When you see a thief,
you make friends with him,
and you associate with adulterers.

“Here is the man
who would not make God his refuge,
but trusted in the abundance of his riches,
taking refuge in his destructive behavior.”

day and night they make the rounds on its walls.
Crime and trouble are within it;

I am obligated by vows to You, God;
I will make my thank offerings to You.

Do not kill them; otherwise, my people will forget.
By Your power, make them homeless wanderers
and bring them down,
Lord, our shield.

Those who live far away are awed by Your signs;
You make east and west shout for joy.

Sing about the glory of His name;
make His praise glorious.

Those who sit at the city gate talk about me,
and drunkards make up songs about me.

Make their fortification desolate;
may no one live in their tents.

Indeed, You put them in slippery places;
You make them fall into ruin.

Make Your way to the everlasting ruins,
to all that the enemy has destroyed in the sanctuary.

Make and keep your vows
to the Lord your God;
let all who are around Him bring tribute
to the awe-inspiring One.

You make us quarrel with our neighbors;
our enemies make fun of us.

See how Your enemies make an uproar;
those who hate You have acted arrogantly.

Make their nobles like Oreb and Zeeb,
and all their tribal leaders like Zebah and Zalmunna,

Make them like tumbleweed, my God,
like straw before the wind.

As they pass through the Valley of Baca,
they make it a source of springwater;
even the autumn rain will cover it with blessings.

I will also make him My firstborn,
greatest of the kings of the earth.

Make us rejoice for as many days as You have humbled us,
for as many years as we have seen adversity.

Come, let us worship and bow down;
let us kneel before the Lord our Maker.

wine that makes man’s heart glad—
making his face shine with oil—
and bread that sustains man’s heart.

There the birds make their nests;
the stork makes its home in the pine trees.

Yet He saved them because of His name,
to make His power known.

So He raised His hand against them with an oath
that He would make them fall in the desert

He pours contempt on nobles
and makes them wander in a trackless wasteland.

But He lifts the needy out of their suffering
and makes their families multiply like flocks.

A Davidic psalm.This is the declaration of the Lord
to my Lord:
“Sit at My right hand
until I make Your enemies Your footstool.”

They have hands but cannot feel,
feet, but cannot walk.
They cannot make a sound with their throats.

Those who make them are just like them,
as are all who trust in them.

May you be blessed by the Lord,
the Maker of heaven and earth.

You pushed me hard to make me fall,
but the Lord helped me.

Your commands make me wiser than my enemies,
for they are always with me.

Make my steps steady through Your promise;
don’t let any sin dominate me.

Abundant peace belongs to those
who love Your instruction;
nothing makes them stumble.

My help comes from the Lord,
the Maker of heaven and earth.

Our help is in the name of Yahweh,
the Maker of heaven and earth.

“This is My resting place forever;
I will make My home here
because I have desired it.

There I will make a horn grow for David;
I have prepared a lamp for My anointed one.

May the Lord,
Maker of heaven and earth,
bless you from Zion.

He causes the clouds to rise from the ends of the earth.
He makes lightning for the rain
and brings the wind from His storehouses.

Those who make them are just like them,
as are all who trust in them.

If I go up to heaven, You are there;
if I make my bed in Sheol, You are there.

They make their tongues
as sharp as a snake’s bite;
viper’s venom is under their lips.Selah

Protect me, Lord,
from the clutches of the wicked.
Keep me safe from violent men
who plan to make me stumble.

the Maker of heaven and earth,
the sea and everything in them.
He remains faithful forever,

Let Israel celebrate its Maker;
let the children of Zion rejoice in their King.

Let them praise His name with dancing
and make music to Him with tambourine and lyre.