Be strong, and let your heart take courage, all you who hope in Yahweh. By David. A contemplative psalm.

Have mercy on me, Yahweh, for I am in distress. My eye, my soul, and my body waste away with grief.

Into your hand I commend my spirit. You redeem me, Yahweh, God of truth.

Oh love Yahweh, all you his saints! Yahweh preserves the faithful, and fully recompenses him who behaves arrogantly.

In you, Yahweh, I take refuge. Let me never be disappointed. Deliver me in your righteousness.

Oh how great is your goodness, which you have laid up for those who fear you, which you have worked for those who take refuge in you, before the sons of men!

My times are in your hand. Deliver me from the hand of my enemies, and from those who persecute me.

But I trust in you, Yahweh. I said, "You are my God."

Bow down your ear to me. Deliver me speedily. Be to me a strong rock, a house of defense to save me.

For you are my rock and my fortress, therefore for your name's sake lead me and guide me.

Pluck me out of the net that they have laid secretly for me, for you are my stronghold.

In the shelter of your presence you will hide them from the plotting of man. You will keep them secretly in a dwelling away from the strife of tongues.

I hate those who regard lying vanities, but I trust in Yahweh.

For my life is spent with sorrow, my years with sighing. My strength fails because of my iniquity. My bones are wasted away.

I will be glad and rejoice in your loving kindness, for you have seen my affliction. You have known my soul in adversities.

Let me not be disappointed, Yahweh, for I have called on you. Let the wicked be disappointed. Let them be silent in Sheol.

For I have heard the slander of many, terror on every side, while they conspire together against me, they plot to take away my life.

As for me, I said in my haste, "I am cut off from before your eyes." Nevertheless you heard the voice of my petitions when I cried to you.

Make your face to shine on your servant. Save me in your loving kindness.

You have not shut me up into the hand of the enemy. You have set my feet in a large place.

Let the lying lips be mute, which speak against the righteous insolently, with pride and contempt.

I am forgotten from their hearts like a dead man. I am like broken pottery.

Because of all my adversaries I have become utterly contemptible to my neighbors, A fear to my acquaintances. Those who saw me on the street fled from me.

Praise be to Yahweh, for he has shown me his marvelous loving kindness in a strong city.