I will come to the altar of God, to God the gladness of my joy: and I will praise thee upon the harp, O God, my God.

Send forth thy light and thy truth; they shall lead me, they shall bring me to thy holy mountain and to thy tents.

Why wilt thou be bowed down, O my soul? and why wilt thou be disturbed upon me? hope upon God, for yet shall I praise him, the salvation of my face, and my God.

Judge me, O God, and contend my contention from a nation not godly: from the man of deceit and iniquity thou wilt deliver me.

For thou the God of my strength: why didst thou reject me? wherefore darkened shall I go about for the oppression of the enemy?