Though a host doth encamp against me, My heart doth not fear, Though war riseth up against me, In this I am confident.

For He hideth me in a tabernacle in the day of evil, He hideth me in a secret place of His tent, On a rock he raiseth me up.

Shew me, O Jehovah, Thy way, And lead me in a path of uprightness, For the sake of my beholders.

Give me not to the will of my adversaries, For risen against me have false witnesses, And they breathe out violence to me.

For they attend not to the doing of Jehovah, And unto the work of His hands. He throweth them down, And doth not build them up.

Blessed is Jehovah, For He hath heard the voice of my supplications.

A Psalm. -- A song of the dedication of the house of David. I exalt Thee, O Jehovah, For Thou hast drawn me up, and hast not let mine enemies rejoice over me.

For -- a moment is in His anger, Life is in His good-will, At even remaineth weeping, and at morn singing.

O Jehovah, in Thy good pleasure, Thou hast caused strength to remain for my mountain,' Thou hast hidden Thy face -- I have been troubled.

Thou hast turned my mourning to dancing for me, Thou hast loosed my sackcloth, And girdest me with joy.

Incline unto me Thine ear hastily, deliver me, Be to me for a strong rock, For a house of bulwarks to save me.

For my rock and my bulwark art Thou, For Thy name's sake lead me and tend me.

Bring me out from the net that they hid for me, For Thou art my strength.

Favour me, O Jehovah, for distress is to me, Mine eye, my soul, and my body Have become old by provocation.

For my life hath been consumed in sorrow And my years in sighing. Feeble because of mine iniquity hath been my strength, And my bones have become old.

Among all mine adversaries I have been a reproach, And to my neighbours exceedingly, And a fear to mine acquaintances, Those seeing me without -- fled from me.

For I have heard an evil account of many, Fear is round about. In their being united against me, To take my life they have devised,

O Jehovah, let me not be ashamed, For I have called Thee, let the wicked be ashamed, Let them become silent to Sheol.

How abundant is Thy goodness, That Thou hast laid up for those fearing Thee,

Thou hast wrought for those trusting in Thee, Before sons of men. Thou hidest them in the secret place of Thy presence, From artifices of man, Thou concealest them in a tabernacle, From the strife of tongues.

Blessed is Jehovah, For He hath made marvellous His kindness To me in a city of bulwarks.

Be strong, and He strengtheneth your heart, All ye who are waiting for Jehovah!

For this doth every saintly one pray to Thee, As the time to find. Surely at an overflowing of many waters, Unto him they come not.

Thou art a hiding-place for me, From distress Thou dost keep me, With songs of deliverance dost compass me. Selah.

Sing, ye righteous, in Jehovah, For upright ones praise is comely.

For upright is the word of Jehovah, And all His work is in faithfulness.

For He hath said, and it is, He hath commanded, and it standeth.

O the happiness of the nation whose God is Jehovah, Of the people He did choose, For an inheritance to Him.

A false thing is the horse for safety, And by the abundance of his strength He doth not deliver.

Lo, the eye of Jehovah is to those fearing Him, To those waiting for His kindness,

Our soul hath waited for Jehovah, Our help and our shield is He,

For in Him doth our heart rejoice, For in His holy name we have trusted.

Let Thy kindness, O Jehovah, be upon us, As we have waited for Thee!

A messenger of Jehovah is encamping, Round about those who fear Him, And He armeth them.

Fear Jehovah, ye His holy ones, For there is no lack to those fearing Him.

Come ye, children, hearken to me, The fear of Jehovah I do teach you.

Take hold of shield and buckler, and rise for my help,

For without cause they hid for me their netpit, Without cause they digged for my soul.

Meet him doth desolation -- he knoweth not, And his net that he hid catcheth him, For desolation he falleth into it.

They pay me evil for good, bereaving my soul,

As if a friend, as if my brother, I walked habitually, As a mourner for a mother, Mourning I have bowed down.

For they speak not peace, And against the quiet of the land, Deceitful words they devise,

Thou hast seen, O Jehovah, Be not silent, O Lord -- be not far from me,

To the Overseer. -- By a servant of Jehovah, by David. The transgression of the wicked Is affirming within my heart, 'Fear of God is not before his eyes,

For he made it smooth to himself in his eyes, To find his iniquity to be hated.

For with Thee is a fountain of life, In Thy light we see light.

For as grass speedily they are cut off, And as the greenness of the tender grass do fade.

Be silent for Jehovah, and stay thyself for Him, Do not fret because of him Who is making prosperous his way, Because of a man doing wicked devices.

For evil doers are cut off, As to those waiting on Jehovah, they possess the land.

The Lord doth laugh at him, For He hath seen that his day cometh.

For the arms of the wicked are shivered, And Jehovah is sustaining the righteous.

For His blessed ones do possess the land, And His reviled ones are cut off.

When he falleth, he is not cast down, For Jehovah is sustaining his hand.

All the day he is gracious and lending, And his seed is for a blessing.

For Jehovah is loving judgment, And He doth not forsake His saintly ones, To the age they have been kept, And the seed of the wicked is cut off.

The righteous possess the land, And they dwell for ever on it.

The wicked is watching for the righteous, And is seeking to put him to death.

Observe the perfect, and see the upright, For the latter end of each is peace.

For Thine arrows have come down on me, And Thou lettest down upon me Thy hand.

For mine iniquities have passed over my head, As a heavy burden -- too heavy for me.

For my flanks have been full of drought, And soundness is not in my flesh.

Because for Thee, O Jehovah, I have waited, Thou dost answer, O Lord my God.

For I am ready to halt, And my pain is before me continually.

For mine iniquity I declare, I am sorry for my sin.

And those paying evil for good accuse me, Because of my pursuing good.

Do not forsake me, O Jehovah, My God, be not far from me,

To the Overseer, to Jeduthun. -- A Psalm of David. I have said, 'I observe my ways, Against sinning with my tongue, I keep for my mouth a curb, while the wicked is before me.'

Hot is my heart within me, In my meditating doth the fire burn, I have spoken with my tongue.

Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, And to my cry give ear, Unto my tear be not silent, For a sojourner I am with Thee, A settler like all my fathers.

And He putteth in my mouth a new song, 'Praise to our God.' Many do see and fear, and trust in Jehovah.

Sacrifice and present Thou hast not desired, Ears Thou hast prepared for me, Burnt and sin-offering Thou hast not asked.

For compassed me have evils innumerable, Overtaken me have mine iniquities, And I have not been able to see; They have been more than the hairs of my head, And my heart hath forsaken me.

Be pleased, O Jehovah, to deliver me, O Jehovah, for my help make haste.

And I am poor and needy, The Lord doth devise for me. My help and my deliverer art Thou, O my God, tarry Thou not.

I -- I said, 'O Jehovah, favour me, Heal my soul, for I did sin against Thee,'

To the Overseer. -- An Instruction. By sons of Korah. As a hart doth pant for streams of water, So my soul panteth toward Thee, O God.

My soul thirsted for God, for the living God, When do I enter and see the face of God?

These I remember, and pour out my soul in me, For I pass over into the booth, I go softly with them unto the house of God, With the voice of singing and confession, The multitude keeping feast!

What! bowest thou thyself, O my soul? Yea, art thou troubled within me? Wait for God, for still I confess Him: The salvation of my countenance -- My God!

What! bowest thou thyself, O my soul? And what! art thou troubled within me? Wait for God, for still I confess Him, The salvation of my countenance, and my God!

For thou art the God of my strength. Why hast Thou cast me off? Why mourning do I go up and down, In the oppression of an enemy?

What! bowest thou thyself, O my soul? And what! art thou troubled within me? Wait for God, for still I confess Him, The salvation of my countenance, and my God!

For, not by their sword Possessed they the land, And their arm gave not salvation to them, But Thy right hand, and Thine arm, And the light of Thy countenance, Because Thou hadst accepted them.

For, not in my bow do I trust, And my sword doth not save me.

For Thou hast saved us from our adversaries, And those hating us Thou hast put to shame.

Thou causest us to turn backward from an adversary, And those hating us, Have spoiled for themselves.

Doth not God search out this? For He knoweth the secrets of the heart.

Surely, for Thy sake we have been slain all the day, Reckoned as sheep of the slaughter.

Stir up -- why dost Thou sleep, O Lord? Awake, cast us not off for ever.

For bowed to the dust hath our soul, Cleaved to the earth hath our belly.

Arise, a help to us, And ransom us for thy kindness' sake.

Thy throne, O God, is age-during, and for ever, A sceptre of uprightness Is the sceptre of Thy kingdom.

Instead of thy fathers are thy sons, Thou dost appoint them for princes in all the earth.

I make mention of Thy name in all generations, Therefore do peoples praise Thee, To the age, and for ever!

To the Overseer. -- By sons of Korah. 'For the Virgins.' -- A song. God is to us a refuge and strength, A help in adversities found most surely.

Therefore we fear not in the changing of earth, And in the slipping of mountains Into the heart of the seas.

Jehovah of Hosts is with us, A tower for us is the God of Jacob. Selah.

Causing wars to cease, Unto the end of the earth, the bow he shivereth, And the spear He hath cut asunder, Chariots he doth burn with fire.

Jehovah of hosts is with us, A tower for us is the God of Jacob! Selah.

For Jehovah Most High is fearful, A great king over all the earth.