1 To the overseer upon the stringed instruments; chanting of David. In my calling, answer me, O God of my justice: in straits thou didst enlarge me; compassionate me and hear my prayer.
2 Sons of man, how long mine honor for shame? Ye will love emptiness, ye. will seek falsehood. Silence. 3 And know ye that Jehovah separated the kind one to himself: Jehovah will hear in my calling to him. 4 Be ye disturbed, and ye shall not sin: say in your heart upon your bed, 5 Sacrifice ye the sacrifices of justice, and trust to Jehovah.
6 Many saying, Who will cause us to see good? Lift up upon us the light of thy face, O Jehovah.
7 Thou gavest gladness in my heart, from the time their grain and their new wine increased. 8 In peace together shall I lie down, and I shall sleep: for thou Jehovah alone wilt cause me to dwell confidently.