I will sing to Yahweh, because he has been good to me. For the Chief Musician. By David.

Don't hide your face from me. Don't put your servant away in anger. You have been my help. Don't abandon me, neither forsake me, God of my salvation.

I behaved myself as though it had been my friend or my brother. I bowed down mourning, as one who mourns his mother.

I have been young, and now am old, yet I have not seen the righteous forsaken, nor his children begging for bread.

My tears have been my food day and night, while they continually ask me, "Where is your God?"

All this has come on us, yet have we not forgotten you, Neither have we been false to your covenant.

But I will sing of your strength. Yes, I will sing aloud of your loving kindness in the morning. For you have been my high tower, a refuge in the day of my distress.

God, you have rejected us. You have broken us down. You have been angry. Restore us, again.

For you have been a refuge for me, a strong tower from the enemy.

For you have been my help. I will rejoice in the shadow of your wings.

For all day long have I been plagued, and punished every morning.

Yahweh, you have been favorable to your land. You have restored the fortunes of Jacob.

But you have rejected and spurned. You have been angry with your anointed.

Lord, you have been our dwelling place for all generations.

Unless Yahweh had been my help, my soul would have soon lived in silence.

But Yahweh has been my high tower, my God, the rock of my refuge.

Your statutes have been my songs, in the house where I live.

It is good for me that I have been afflicted, that I may learn your statutes.

Unless your law had been my delight, I would have perished in my affliction.

Your promises have been thoroughly tested, and your servant loves them.

If it had not been Yahweh who was on our side, let Israel now say,

if it had not been Yahweh who was on our side, when men rose up against us;

For the enemy pursues my soul. He has struck my life down to the ground. He has made me live in dark places, as those who have been long dead.