Stand in awe, and sin not: commune with your own heart upon your bed, and be still. Selah.

For the music director, to be accompanied by stringed instruments, according to the sheminith style; a psalm of David. Lord, do not rebuke me in your anger! Do not discipline me in your raging fury!

For the music director, according to the gittith style; a psalm of David. O Lord, our Lord, how magnificent is your reputation throughout the earth! You reveal your majesty in the heavens above!

Out of the mouth of babes and sucklings hast thou ordained strength because of thine enemies, that thou mightest still the enemy and the avenger.

For the music director; according to the alumoth-labben style; a psalm of David. I will thank the Lord with all my heart! I will tell about all your amazing deeds!

For the music director; according to the sheminith style; a psalm of David. Deliver, Lord! For the godly have disappeared; people of integrity have vanished.

He teacheth my hands to war, so that a bow of steel is broken by mine arms.

He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.

Though an army deploys against me,
my heart is not afraid;
though a war breaks out against me,
still I am confident.

I am still confident of this: I will see the goodness of Yahweh in the land of the living.

The Lord sat as King at the flood;
Yes, the Lord sits as King forever.

Let the lying lips be made still, especially those who speak arrogantly against the righteous with pride and contempt.

Be still before the Lord; wait patiently for Him and entrust yourself to Him;
Do not fret (whine, agonize) because of him who prospers in his way,
Because of the man who carries out wicked schemes.

I became dumb, keeping still; I was silent, from good; and my pain was stirred.

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!

Deep waters call out to what is deeper still; at the roar of your waterfalls all your breakers and your waves swirled over me.

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!

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!

All this has come on us, but still we have kept you in our memory; and we have not been false to your word.

For the music director; by the Korahites; according to the alamoth style; a song. God is our strong refuge; he is truly our helper in times of trouble.

Be still, and know that I am God: I will be exalted among the heathen, I will be exalted in the earth.

That he should still live for ever, and not see corruption.

I have no need for a bull from your stall, nor male goats from your pens.

For the music director; according to the machalath style; a well-written song by David. Fools say to themselves, "There is no God." They sin and commit evil deeds; none of them does what is right.

For the music director; according to the yonath-elem-rechovim style; a prayer of David, written when the Philistines captured him in Gath. Have mercy on me, O God, for men are attacking me! All day long hostile enemies are tormenting me.

For the music director; according to the al-tashcheth style; a prayer of David, written when he fled from Saul into the cave. Have mercy on me, O God! Have mercy on me! For in you I have taken shelter. In the shadow of your wings I take shelter until trouble passes.

For the music director; according to the al-tashcheth style; a prayer of David. Do you rulers really pronounce just decisions? Do you judge people fairly?

For the music director; according to the al-tashcheth style; a prayer of David, written when Saul sent men to surround his house and murder him. Deliver me from my enemies, my God! Protect me from those who attack me!

For the music director; according to the shushan-eduth style; a prayer of David written to instruct others. It was written when he fought against Aram Naharaim and Aram-Zobah. That was when Joab turned back and struck down 12,000 Edomites in the Valley of Salt. O God, you have rejected us. You suddenly turned on us in your anger. Please restore us!

So I will sing songs to your name forever; I will fulfill my promises day by day. To the Director: According to Jeduthun's style. A Davidic Psalm.

{To the Chanter, for by Jeduthun, a Psalm of David} My soul truly waiteth still upon God; for of him cometh my salvation.

Who stills the roaring of the seas,
The roaring of their waves,
And the tumult of the peoples,

But God shall wound the head of his enemies, and the hairy scalp of such an one as goeth on still in his trespasses.

Those who hate me without cause are more than the hairs of my head;
Those who would destroy me are powerful, being my enemies wrongfully;
I am forced to restore what I did not steal.

God, You have taught me from my youth,
and I still proclaim Your wonderful works.

But still I am ever with you; you have taken me by my right hand.

For the music director; according to the al-tashcheth style; a psalm of Asaph; a song. We give thanks to you, O God! We give thanks! You reveal your presence; people tell about your amazing deeds.

At Your rebuke, God of Jacob,
both chariot and horse lay still.

Thou didst cause judgment to be heard from heaven; the earth feared, and was still,

That the generation to come might know them, that the children still to be born
May arise and recount them to their children,

Yet went they on still to sin against him, To rebel against the Most High in the desert.

They had not yet turned aside from their craving, [while] their food [was] still in their mouth,

For all this they sinned still, and believed not for his wondrous works.

For the music director; according to the shushan-eduth style; a psalm of Asaph. O shepherd of Israel, pay attention, you who lead Joseph like a flock of sheep! You who sit enthroned above the winged angels, reveal your splendor!

For the music director; according to the gittith style; by Asaph. Shout for joy to God, our source of strength! Shout out to the God of Jacob!

They will not be learned nor understand, but walk on still in darkness; all the foundations of the earth are out of course.

{A Song or Psalm of Asaph.} Keep not thou silence, O God: hold not thy peace, and be not still, O God.

For the music director; according to the gittith style; written by the Korahites, a psalm. How lovely is the place where you live, O Lord who rules over all!

Blessed are they that dwell in thy house: they will be still praising thee. Selah.

A song, a psalm written by the Korahites; for the music director; according to the machalath-leannoth style; a well-written song by Heman the Ezrachite. O Lord God who delivers me! By day I cry out and at night I pray before you.

You rule the swelling of the sea;
When its waves rise, You still them.

They shall still bring forth fruit in old age; they shall be fat and flourishing;

Wilt thou have anything to do with the stool of wickedness, which imagineth mischief as a law?

The sun rises, and they steal away, and lay down in their dens.

When they were still small in number, and strange in the land;

He maketh the storm a calm, so that the waves thereof are still.

To David a chanting. Jehovah spake to my Lord, Sit thou at my right hand and I will set thine enemies the stool to thy feet

May the Lord give you and your children still greater increase.

I still had faith, though I said, I am in great trouble;

Even rulers have taken their seat, against me, have talked, Thy servant, will still meditate in thy statutes.

For I have become like a wine-skin black with smoke; but I still keep the memory of your rules.

My soul is ever in danger; but I still keep the memory of your law.

Even before there is a word on my tongue [still unspoken],
Behold, O Lord, You know it all.

If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: when I awake, I am still with thee.

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.

that our sons [may be] like plants, full grown in their youth, our daughters like corner pillars, carved in the style of a palace,

I will praise Yahweh while I live; I will sing praises to my God while I [am] still [alive].