O the happiness of that one, who Hath not walked in the counsel of the wicked. And in the way of sinners hath not stood, And in the seat of scorners hath not sat;

He who is sitting in the heavens doth laugh, The Lord doth mock at them.

Many are saying, 'Who doth show us good?' Lift on us the light of Thy face, O Jehovah,

For there is not in death Thy memorial, In Sheol, who doth give thanks to Thee?

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.

They trust in Thee who do know Thy name, For Thou hast not forsaken Those seeking Thee, O Jehovah.

For He who is seeking for blood Them hath remembered, He hath not forgotten the cry of the afflicted.

Favour me, O Jehovah, See mine affliction by those hating me, Thou who liftest me up from the gates of death,

Who said, 'By our tongue we do mightily: Our lips are our own; who is lord over us?'

Because of the spoiling of the poor, Because of the groaning of the needy, Now do I arise, saith Jehovah, I set in safety him who doth breathe for it.

Who doth give from Zion the salvation of Israel? When Jehovah doth turn back To a captivity of His people, Jacob doth rejoice -- Israel is glad!

A Psalm of David. Jehovah, who doth sojourn in Thy tent? Who doth dwell in Thy holy hill?

He who is walking uprightly, And working righteousness, And speaking truth in his heart.

For the holy ones who are in the land, And the honourable, all my delight is in them.

Multiplied are their griefs, Who have hastened backward; I pour not out their libations of blood, Nor do I take up their names on my lips.

I bless Jehovah who hath counselled me; Also in the nights my reins instruct me.

From the face of the wicked who spoiled me. Mine enemies in soul go round against me.

To the Overseer. -- By a servant of Jehovah, by David, who hath spoken to Jehovah the words of this song in the day Jehovah delivered him from the hand of all his enemies, and from the hand of Saul, and he saith: -- I love Thee, O Jehovah, my strength.

For who is God besides Jehovah? And who is a rock save our God?

God! who is girding me with strength, And He maketh perfect my way.

God -- who is giving vengeance to me, And He subdueth peoples under me,

Errors! who doth understand? From hidden ones declare me innocent,

Ye who fear Jehovah, praise ye Him, All the seed of Jacob, honour ye Him, And be afraid of Him, all ye seed of Israel.

And the fat ones of earth have eaten, And they bow themselves, Before Him bow do all going down to dust, And he who hath not revived his soul.

Who goeth up into the hill of Jehovah? And who riseth up in His holy place?

The clean of hands, and pure of heart, Who hath not lifted up to vanity his soul, Nor hath sworn to deceit.

Who is this -- 'the king of glory?' Jehovah -- strong and mighty, Jehovah, the mighty in battle.

Who is He -- this 'king of glory?' Jehovah of hosts -- He is the king of glory! Selah.

Who is this -- the man fearing Jehovah? He directeth him in the way He doth choose.

By David. Jehovah is my light and my salvation, Whom do I fear? Jehovah is the strength of my life, Of whom am I afraid?

Be strong, and He strengtheneth your heart, All ye who are waiting for Jehovah!

O the happiness of a man, To whom Jehovah imputeth not iniquity, And in whose spirit there is no deceit.

Many are the pains of the wicked; As to him who is trusting in Jehovah, Kindness doth compass him.

Who is forming their hearts together, Who is attending unto all their works.

A messenger of Jehovah is encamping, Round about those who fear Him, And He armeth them.

Taste ye and see that Jehovah is good, O the happiness of the man who trusteth in Him.

Who is the man that is desiring life? Loving days to see good?

All my bones say, 'Jehovah, who is like Thee, Delivering the poor from the stronger than he, And the poor and needy from his plunderer.'

They are ashamed and confounded together, Who are rejoicing at my evil. They put on shame and confusion, Who are magnifying themselves against me.

They sing and rejoice, who are desiring my righteousness, And they say continually, 'Jehovah is magnified, Who is desiring the peace of His servant.'

Be silent for Jehovah, and stay thyself for Him, Do not fret because of him Who is making prosperous his way, Because of a man doing wicked devices.

And I, as deaf, hear not. And as a dumb one who openeth not his mouth.

Yea, I am as a man who heareth not, And in his mouth are no reproofs.

Only, in an image doth each walk habitually, Only, in vain, they are disquieted, He heapeth up and knoweth not who gathereth them.

O the happiness of the man Who hath made Jehovah his trust, And hath not turned unto the proud, And those turning aside to lies.

They are ashamed and confounded together, Who are seeking my soul to destroy it, They are turned backward, And are ashamed, who are desiring my evil.

They are desolate because of their shame, Who are saying to me, 'Aha, aha.'

To the Overseer. -- A Psalm of David. O the happiness of him Who is acting wisely unto the poor, In a day of evil doth Jehovah deliver him.

Even mine ally, in whom I trusted, One eating my bread, made great the heel against me,

Come ye, see the works of Jehovah, Who hath done astonishing things in the earth,

Man in honour, who understandest not, Hath been like the beasts, they have been cut off!

Understand this, I pray you, Ye who are forgetting God, Lest I tear, and there is no deliverer.

He who is sacrificing praise honoureth Me, As to him who maketh a way, I cause him to look on the salvation of God!

'Lo, the man who maketh not God his strong place, And trusteth in the abundance of his riches, He is strong in his mischiefs.'

There they feared a fear -- there was no fear, For God hath scattered the bones of him Who is encamping against thee, Thou hast put to shame, For God hath despised them.

Who doth give from Zion the salvation of Israel? When God turneth back to a captivity of His people, Jacob doth rejoice -- Israel is glad!

And I say, 'Who doth give to me a pinion as a dove? I fly away and rest,

For an enemy reproacheth me not, or I bear it, He who is hating me Hath not magnified himself against me, Or I hide from him.

He hath ransomed in peace my soul From him who is near to me, For with the multitude they were with me.

I call to God Most High, To God who is perfecting for me.

He sendeth from the heaven, and saveth me, He reproached -- who is panting after me. Selah. God sendeth forth His kindness and His truth.

Lo, they belch out with their mouths, Swords are in their lips, for 'Who heareth?'

Who doth bring me to a city of bulwarks? Who hath led me unto Edom?

And they who for desolation seek my soul, Go in to the lower parts of the earth.

Who sharpened as a sword their tongue, They directed their arrow -- a bitter word.

They strengthen for themselves an evil thing, They recount of the hiding of snares, They have said, 'Who doth look at it?'

O the happiness of him whom Thou choosest, And drawest near, he inhabiteth Thy courts, We are satisfied with the goodness of Thy house, Thy holy temple.

Who hath placed our soul in life, And suffered not our feet to be moved.

Come, hear, all ye who fear God, And I recount what he did for my soul.

Blessed is God, Who hath not turned aside my prayer, And His loving-kindness, from me!

Sing ye to God -- praise His name, Raise up a highway for Him who is riding in deserts, In Jah is His name, and exult before Him.

To him who is riding on the heavens of the heavens of old, Lo, He giveth with His voice a strong voice.

The humble have seen -- they rejoice, Ye who seek God -- and your heart liveth.

Let them be ashamed and confounded Who are seeking my soul, Let them be turned backward and blush Who are desiring my evil.

Let them turn back because of their shame, Who are saying, 'Aha, aha.'

They are ashamed, they are consumed, Who are opposing my soul, They are covered with reproach and blushing, Who are seeking my evil,

And Thy righteousness, O God, is unto the heights, Because Thou hast done great things, O God, who is like Thee?

For he delivereth the needy who crieth, And the poor when he hath no helper,

Whom have I in the heavens? And with Thee none I have desired in earth.

For, lo, those far from Thee do perish, Thou hast cut off every one, Who is going a whoring from Thee.

Thou, fearful art Thou, And who doth stand before Thee, Since Thou hast been angry!

O God, in holiness is Thy way, Who is a great god like God?

So that a later generation doth know, Sons who are born, do rise and recount to their sons,

Pour Thy fury on the nations who have not known Thee, And on kingdoms that have not called in Thy name.

I am Jehovah thy God, Who bringeth thee up out of the land of Egypt. Enlarge thy mouth, and I fill it.

Who have said, 'Let us occupy for ourselves The comely places of God.'

Keep my soul, for I am pious, Save Thy servant -- who is trusting to Thee, O Thou, my God.

Among the dead -- free, As pierced ones lying in the grave, Whom Thou hast not remembered any more, Yea, they by Thy hand have been cut off.

For who in the sky, Compareth himself to Jehovah? Is like to Jehovah among sons of the mighty?

O Jehovah, God of Hosts, Who is like Thee -- a strong Jah? And Thy faithfulness is round about Thee.

With whom My hand is established, My arm also doth strengthen him.

Who is the man that liveth, and doth not see death? He delivereth his soul from the hand of Sheol. Selah.

Who knoweth the power of Thine anger? And according to Thy fear -- Thy wrath?

He who is dwelling In the secret place of the Most High, In the shade of the Mighty lodgeth habitually,

He who planteth the ear doth He not hear? He who formeth the eye doth He not see?

He who is instructing nations, Doth He not reprove? He who is teaching man knowledge is Jehovah.

O the happiness of the man Whom Thou instructest, O Jah, And out of Thy law teachest him,

Who riseth up for me with evil doers? Who stationeth himself for me with workers of iniquity?

Ye who love Jehovah, hate evil, He is keeping the souls of His saints, From the hand of the wicked he delivereth them.

He dwelleth not in my house who is working deceit, Whoso is speaking lies Is not established before mine eyes.