And Og king of Bashan, For to the age is His kindness.

And He gave their land for inheritance, For to the age is His kindness.

An inheritance to Israel His servant, For to the age is His kindness.

Who in our lowliness hath remembered us, For to the age is His kindness.

And He delivereth us from our adversaries, For to the age is His kindness.

Giving food to all flesh, For to the age is His kindness.

Give ye thanks to the God of the heavens, For to the age is His kindness!

For there our captors asked us the words of a song, And our spoilers -- joy: 'Sing ye to us of a song of Zion.'

Remember, Jehovah, for the sons of Edom, The day of Jerusalem, Those saying, 'Rase, rase to its foundation!'

I bow myself toward Thy holy temple, And I confess Thy name, For Thy kindness, and for Thy truth, For Thou hast made great Thy saying above all Thy name.

And they sing in the ways of Jehovah, For great is the honour of Jehovah.

For high is Jehovah, and the lowly He seeth, And the haughty from afar He knoweth.

Jehovah doth perfect for me, O Jehovah, Thy kindness is to the age, The works of Thy hands let not fall!

For there is not a word in my tongue, Lo, O Jehovah, Thou hast known it all!

Knowledge too wonderful for me, It hath been set on high, I am not able for it.

For Thou -- Thou hast possessed my reins, Thou dost cover me in my mother's belly.

Who exchange Thee for wickedness, Lifted up to vanity are Thine enemies.

Who have devised evils in the heart, All the day they assemble for wars.

The proud hid a snare for me -- and cords, They spread a net by the side of the path, Snares they have set for me. Selah.

They cause to fall on themselves burning coals, Into fire He doth cast them, Into deep pits -- they arise not.

Set, O Jehovah, a watch for my mouth, Watch Thou over the door of my lips.

The righteous doth beat me in kindness. And doth reprove me, Oil of the head my head disalloweth not, For still my prayer is about their vexations.

Their judges have been released by the sides of a rock, And they have heard my sayings, For they have been pleasant.

Keep me from the gin they laid for me, Even snares of workers of iniquity.

When my spirit hath been feeble in me, Then Thou hast known my path; In the way in which I walk, They have hid a snare for me.

Looking on the right hand -- and seeing, And I have none recognizing; Perished hath refuge from me, There is none inquiring for my soul.

Attend Thou unto my loud cry, For I have become very low, Deliver Thou me from my pursuers, For they have been stronger than I.

And enter not into judgment with Thy servant, For no one living is justified before Thee.

For an enemy hath pursued my soul, He hath bruised to the earth my life, He hath caused me to dwell in dark places, As the dead of old.

I have spread forth my hands unto Thee, My soul is as a weary land for Thee. Selah.

Cause me to hear in the morning Thy kindness, For in Thee I have trusted, Cause me to know the way that I go, For unto Thee I have lifted up my soul.

Teach me to do Thy good pleasure, For Thou art my God -- Thy Spirit is good, Lead me into a land of uprightness.

For Thy name's sake O Jehovah, Thou dost quicken me, In Thy righteousness, Thou bringest out from distress my soul,

And in Thy kindness cuttest off mine enemies, And hast destroyed all the adversaries of my soul, For I am Thy servant!

By David. Blessed is Jehovah my rock, who is teaching My hands for war, my fingers for battle.

Send forth Thy hand from on high, Free me, and deliver me from many waters, From the hand of sons of a stranger,

Free me, and deliver me From the hand of sons of a stranger, Because their mouth hath spoken vanity, And their right hand is a right hand of falsehood,

Praise by David. I exalt Thee, my God, O king, And bless Thy name to the age and for ever.

Every day do I bless Thee, And praise Thy name to the age and for ever.

The praise of Jehovah my mouth speaketh, And all flesh doth bless His holy name, To the age and for ever!

Trust not in princes -- in a son of man, For he hath no deliverance.

O the happiness of him Who hath the God of Jacob for his help, His hope is on Jehovah his God,

Doing judgment for the oppressed, Giving bread to the hungry.

Praise ye Jah! For it is good to praise our God, For pleasant -- comely is praise.

Who is covering the heavens with clouds, Who is preparing for the earth rain, Who is causing grass to spring up on mountains,

Jehovah is pleased with those fearing Him, With those waiting for His kindness.

For He did strengthen the bars of thy gates, He hath blessed thy sons in thy midst.

They do praise the name of Jehovah, For He commanded, and they were created.

And He establisheth them for ever to the age, A statute He gave, and they pass not over.

Fire and hail, snow and vapour, Whirlwind doing His word;

They praise the name of Jehovah, For His name alone hath been set on high, His honour is above earth and heavens.

For Jehovah is pleased with His people, He beautifieth the humble with salvation.

To do among them the judgment written, An honour it is for all his saints. Praise ye Jah!