Posterity shall serve him. Future generations shall be told about the Lord.

I will wash my hands in innocence, so I will go about your altar, Yahweh;

Unrighteous witnesses rise up. They ask me about things that I don't know about.

My tongue shall talk about your righteousness and about your praise all day long. For the Chief Musician. By David, the servant of Yahweh.

An oracle is within my heart about the disobedience of the wicked: "There is no fear of God before his eyes."

Then I said, "Behold, I have come. It is written about me in the book in the scroll.

But I am poor and needy. May the Lord think about me. You are my help and my deliverer. Don't delay, my God. For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David.

We have thought about your loving kindness, God, in the midst of your temple.

Walk about Zion, and go around her. Number its towers.

when I remember you on my bed, and think about you in the night watches.

They encourage themselves in evil plans. They talk about laying snares secretly. They say, "Who will see them?"

When I wept and I fasted, that was to my reproach.

Those who sit in the gate talk about me. I am the song of the drunkards.

For my enemies talk about me. Those who watch for my soul conspire together,

My mouth will tell about your righteousness, and of your salvation all day, though I don't know its full measure.

My tongue will also talk about your righteousness all day long, for they are disappointed, and they are confounded, who want to harm me. By Solomon.

We give thanks to you, God. We give thanks, for your Name is near. Men tell about your wondrous works.

Glorious things are spoken about you, city of God. Selah.

Shall the throne of wickedness have fellowship with you, which brings about mischief by statute?

They went about from nation to nation, from one kingdom to another people.

By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down. Yes, we wept, when we remembered Zion.

They will speak of the glory of your kingdom, and talk about your power;