I will say of Jehovah, He is my refuge and my fortress; My God, in whom I trust.

O Jehovah, thou God to whom vengeance belongeth, Thou God to whom vengeance belongeth, shine forth.

Blessed is the man whom thou chastenest, O Jehovah, And teachest out of thy law;

Who will rise up for me against the evil-doers? Who will stand up for me against the workers of iniquity?

Who forgiveth all thine iniquities; Who healeth all thy diseases;

Who redeemeth thy life from destruction; Who crowneth thee with lovingkindness and tender mercies;

Who satisfieth thy desire with good things,'so that thy youth is renewed like the eagle.

Who coverest thyself with light as with a garment; Who stretchest out the heavens like a curtain;

Who layeth the beams of his chambers in the waters; Who maketh the clouds his chariot; Who walketh upon the wings of the wind;

Who maketh winds his messengers; Flames of fire his ministers;

Who laid the foundations of the earth, That it should not be moved for ever.

There go the ships; There is leviathan, whom thou hast formed to play therein.

Who looketh on the earth, and it trembleth; He toucheth the mountains, and they smoke.

He sent Moses his servant, And Aaron whom he had chosen.

Who can utter the mighty acts of Jehovah, Or show forth all his praise?

They forgat God their Saviour, Who had done great things in Egypt,

And shed innocent blood, Even the blood of their sons and of their daughters, Whom they sacrificed unto the idols of Canaan; And the land was polluted with blood.

Let the redeemed of Jehovah say'so , Whom he hath redeemed from the hand of the adversary,

Who will bring me into the fortified city? Who hath led me unto Edom?

Who is like unto Jehovah our God, That hath his seat on high,

Who turned the rock into a pool of water, The flint into a fountain of waters.

Blessed are ye of Jehovah, Who made heaven and earth.

ALEPH. Blessed are they that are perfect in the way, Who walk in the law of Jehovah.

The proud have digged pits for me, Who are not according to thy law.

My help cometh from Jehovah, Who made heaven and earth.

If it had not been Jehovah who was on our side, Let Israel now say,

If it had not been Jehovah who was on our side, When men rose up against us;

Blessed be Jehovah, Who hath not given us as a prey to their teeth.

Our help is in the name of Jehovah, Who made heaven and earth.

If thou, Jehovah, shouldest mark iniquities, O Lord, who could stand?

Who causeth the vapors to ascend from the ends of the earth; Who maketh lightnings for the rain; Who bringeth forth the wind out of his treasuries;

Who smote the first-born of Egypt, Both of man and beast;

Who sent signs and wonders into the midst of thee, O Egypt, Upon Pharaoh, and upon all his servants;

Who smote many nations, And slew mighty kings,

Blessed be Jehovah out of Zion, Who dwelleth at Jerusalem. Praise ye Jehovah.

To him who alone doeth great wonders; For his lovingkindness endureth for ever:

Who remembered us in our low estate; For his lovingkindness endureth for ever;

Who giveth food to all flesh; For his lovingkindness endureth for ever.

Remember, O Jehovah, against the children of Edom The day of Jerusalem; Who said, Rase it, rase it, Even to the foundation thereof.

Who devise mischiefs in their heart; Continually do they gather themselves together for war.

Keep me, O Jehovah, from the hands of the wicked; Preserve me from the violent man: Who have purposed to thrust aside my steps.

Blessed be Jehovah my rock, Who teacheth my hands to war, And my fingers to fight:

My lovingkindness, and my fortress, My high tower, and my deliverer; My shield, and he in whom I take refuge; Who subdueth my people under me.

Thou art he that giveth salvation unto kings; Who rescueth David his servant from the hurtful sword.

Put not your trust in princes, Nor in the son of man, in whom there is no help.

Who made heaven and earth, The sea, and all that in them is; Who keepeth truth for ever;

Who executeth justice for the oppressed; Who giveth food to the hungry. Jehovah looseth the prisoners;

Who covereth the heavens with clouds, Who prepareth rain for the earth, Who maketh grass to grow upon the mountains.

He casteth forth his ice like morsels: Who can stand before his cold?

Who forsake the paths of uprightness, To walk in the ways of darkness;

Who rejoice to do evil, And delight in the perverseness of evil;

Who are crooked in their ways, And wayward in their paths:

For whom Jehovah loveth he reproveth; Even as a father the son in whom he delighteth.

Withhold not good from them to whom it is due, When it is in the power of thy hand to do it.

In whose heart is perverseness, Who deviseth evil continually, Who soweth discord.

He that committeth adultery with a woman is void of understanding: He doeth it who would destroy his own soul.

To call to them that pass by, Who go right on their ways:

The spirit of a man will sustain his infirmity; But a broken spirit who can bear?

Most men will proclaim every one his own kindness; But a faithful man who can find?

Who can say, I have made my heart clean, I am pure from my sin?

Who hath woe? who hath sorrow? who hath contentions? Who hath complaining? who hath wounds without cause? Who hath redness of eyes?

For their calamity shall rise suddenly; And the destruction from them both, who knoweth it?

He kisseth the lips Who giveth a right answer.

For better is it that it be said unto thee, Come up hither, Than that thou shouldest be put lower in the presence of the prince, Whom thine eyes have seen.

As a madman who casteth firebrands, Arrows, and death,

A lying tongue hateth those whom it hath wounded; And a flattering mouth worketh ruin.

Wrath is cruel, and anger is overwhelming; But who is able to stand before jealousy?

Who hath ascended up into heaven, and descended? Who hath gathered the wind in his fists? Who hath bound the waters in his garment? Who hath established all the ends of the earth? What is his name, and what is his son's name, if thou knowest?

Lest I be full, and deny thee , and say, Who is Jehovah? Or lest I be poor, and steal, And use profanely the name of my God.

The greyhound; the he-goat also; And the king against whom there is no rising up.

A worthy woman who can find? For her price is far above rubies.

And who knoweth whether he will be a wise man or a fool? yet will he have rule over all my labor wherein I have labored, and wherein I have showed myself wise under the sun. This also is vanity.

For who can eat, or who can have enjoyment, more than I?

Who knoweth the spirit of man, whether it goeth upward, and the spirit of the beast, whether it goeth downward to the earth?

Wherefore I saw that there is nothing better, than that a man should rejoice in his works; for that is his portion: for who shall bring him back to see what shall be after him?

yea, better than them both did I esteem him that hath not yet been, who hath not seen the evil work that is done under the sun.

There is one that is alone, and he hath not a second; yea, he hath neither son nor brother; yet is there no end of all his labor, neither are his eyes satisfied with riches. For whom then,'saith he , do I labor, and deprive my soul of good? This also is vanity, yea, it is a sore travail.

Better is a poor and wise youth than an old and foolish king, who knoweth not how to receive admonition any more.

There was no end of all the people, even of all them over whom he was: yet they that come after shall not rejoice in him. Surely this also is vanity and a striving after wind.

Every man also to whom God hath given riches and wealth, and hath given him power to eat thereof, and to take his portion, and to rejoice in his labor-this is the gift of God.

a man to whom God giveth riches, wealth, and honor, so that he lacketh nothing for his soul of all that he desireth, yet God giveth him not power to eat thereof, but an alien eateth it; this is vanity, and it is an evil disease.

For who knoweth what is good for man in his life, all the days of his vain life which he spendeth as a shadow? for who can tell a man what shall be after him under the sun?

Consider the work of God: for who can make that straight, which he hath made crooked?

That which is, is far off and exceeding deep; who can find it out?

Who is as the wise man? and who knoweth the interpretation of a thing? A man's wisdom maketh his face to shine, and the hardness of his face is changed.

For the king's word hath power; and who may say unto him, What doest thou?

for he knoweth not that which shall be; for who can tell him how it shall be?

There is a vanity which is done upon the earth, that there are righteous men unto whom it happeneth according to the work of the wicked; again, there are wicked men to whom it happeneth according to the work of the righteous: I said that this also is vanity.

Live joyfully with the wife whom thou lovest all the days of thy life of vanity, which he hath given thee under the sun, all thy days of vanity: for that is thy portion in life, and in thy labor wherein thou laborest under the sun.

A fool also multiplieth words: yet man knoweth not what shall be; and that which shall be after him, who can tell him?

As thou knowest not what is the way of the wind, nor how the bones do grow in the womb of her that is with child; even so thou knowest not the work of God who doeth all.

and the dust returneth to the earth as it was, and the spirit returneth unto God who gave it.

Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, Where thou feedest thy flock , Where thou makest it to rest at noon: For why should I be as one that is veiled Beside the flocks of thy companions?

By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.

I said , I will rise now, and go about the city; In the streets and in the broad ways I will seek him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.

The watchmen that go about the city found me; To whom I said , Saw ye him whom my soul loveth?

It was but a little that I passed from them, When I found him whom my soul loveth: I held him, and would not let him go, Until I had brought him into my mother's house, And into the chamber of her that conceived me.

Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness Like pillars of smoke, Perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, With all powders of the merchant?

Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, Fair as the moon, Clear as the sun, Terrible as an army with banners?

I would lead thee, and bring thee into my mother's house, Who would instruct me; I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine, Of the juice of my pomegranate.