The wicked are not so,
But they are like chaff which the wind drives away.

Why are the nations in an uproar
And the peoples devising a vain thing?

“I will surely tell of the decree of the Lord:
He said to Me, ‘You are My Son,
Today I have begotten You.

Do homage to the Son, that He not become angry, and you perish in the way,
For His wrath may soon be kindled.
How blessed are all who take refuge in Him!

A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son.
O Lord, how my adversaries have increased!
Many are rising up against me.

Many are saying of my soul,
“There is no deliverance for him in God.” Selah.

But You, O Lord, are a shield about me,
My glory, and the One who lifts my head.

Many are saying, “Who will show us any good?”
Lift up the light of Your countenance upon us, O Lord!

For You are not a God who takes pleasure in wickedness;
No evil dwells with You.

Hold them guilty, O God;
By their own devices let them fall!
In the multitude of their transgressions thrust them out,
For they are rebellious against You.

Be gracious to me, O Lord, for I am pining away;
Heal me, O Lord, for my bones are dismayed.

Put them in fear, O Lord;
Let the nations know that they are but men. Selah.

The wicked, in the haughtiness of his countenance, does not seek Him.
All his thoughts are, “There is no God.”

His ways prosper at all times;
Your judgments are on high, out of his sight;
As for all his adversaries, he snorts at them.

If the foundations are destroyed,
What can the righteous do?”

Who have said, “With our tongue we will prevail;
Our lips are our own; who is lord over us?”

The words of the Lord are pure words;
As silver tried in a furnace on the earth, refined seven times.

For the choir director. A Psalm of David.
The fool has said in his heart, “There is no God.”
They are corrupt, they have committed abominable deeds;
There is no one who does good.

The Lord has looked down from heaven upon the sons of men
To see if there are any who understand,
Who seek after God.

There they are in great dread,
For God is with the righteous generation.

I said to the Lord, “You are my Lord;
I have no good besides You.”

As for the saints who are in the earth,
They are the majestic ones in whom is all my delight.

You will make known to me the path of life;
In Your presence is fullness of joy;
In Your right hand there are pleasures forever.

From men with Your hand, O Lord,
From men of the world, whose portion is in this life,
And whose belly You fill with Your treasure;
They are satisfied with children,
And leave their abundance to their babes.

For the choir director. A Psalm of David.
The heavens are telling of the glory of God;
And their expanse is declaring the work of His hands.

There is no speech, nor are there words;
Their voice is not heard.

The precepts of the Lord are right, rejoicing the heart;
The commandment of the Lord is pure, enlightening the eyes.

The fear of the Lord is clean, enduring forever;
The judgments of the Lord are true; they are righteous altogether.

They are more desirable than gold, yes, than much fine gold;
Sweeter also than honey and the drippings of the honeycomb.

For the choir director; upon Aijeleth Hashshahar. A Psalm of David.
My God, my God, why have You forsaken me?
Far from my deliverance are the words of my groaning.

Yet You are holy,
O You who are enthroned upon the praises of Israel.

Yet You are He who brought me forth from the womb;
You made me trust when upon my mother’s breasts.

I am poured out like water,
And all my bones are out of joint;
My heart is like wax;
It is melted within me.

Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I fear no evil, for You are with me;
Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me.

Lead me in Your truth and teach me,
For You are the God of my salvation;
For You I wait all the day.

All the paths of the Lord are lovingkindness and truth
To those who keep His covenant and His testimonies.

My eyes are continually toward the Lord,
For He will pluck my feet out of the net.

The troubles of my heart are enlarged;
Bring me out of my distresses.

Look upon my enemies, for they are many,
And they hate me with violent hatred.

A Psalm of David.
To You, O Lord, I call;
My rock, do not be deaf to me,
For if You are silent to me,
I will become like those who go down to the pit.

For You are my rock and my fortress;
For Your name’s sake You will lead me and guide me.

You will pull me out of the net which they have secretly laid for me,
For You are my strength.

But as for me, I trust in You, O Lord,
I say, “You are my God.”

My times are in Your hand;
Deliver me from the hand of my enemies and from those who persecute me.

You are my hiding place; You preserve me from trouble;
You surround me with songs of deliverance. Selah.

Many are the sorrows of the wicked,
But he who trusts in the Lord, lovingkindness shall surround him.

Be glad in the Lord and rejoice, you righteous ones;
And shout for joy, all you who are upright in heart.

The eyes of the Lord are toward the righteous
And His ears are open to their cry.

The Lord is near to the brokenhearted
And saves those who are crushed in spirit.

Many are the afflictions of the righteous,
But the Lord delivers him out of them all.

Do not let those who are wrongfully my enemies rejoice over me;
Nor let those who hate me without cause wink maliciously.

For they do not speak peace,
But they devise deceitful words against those who are quiet in the land.

The words of his mouth are wickedness and deceit;
He has ceased to be wise and to do good.

Your righteousness is like the mountains of God;
Your judgments are like a great deep.
O Lord, You preserve man and beast.

The wicked have drawn the sword and bent their bow
To cast down the afflicted and the needy,
To slay those who are upright in conduct.

The steps of a man are established by the Lord,
And He delights in his way.

All day long he is gracious and lends,
And his descendants are a blessing.

For the Lord loves justice
And does not forsake His godly ones;
They are preserved forever,
But the descendants of the wicked will be cut off.

Wait for the Lord and keep His way,
And He will exalt you to inherit the land;
When the wicked are cut off, you will see it.

For my iniquities are gone over my head;
As a heavy burden they weigh too much for me.

For my loins are filled with burning,
And there is no soundness in my flesh.

Yes, I am like a man who does not hear,
And in whose mouth are no arguments.

But my enemies are vigorous and strong,
And many are those who hate me wrongfully.

For the choir director, for Jeduthun. A Psalm of David.
I said, “I will guard my ways
That I may not sin with my tongue;
I will guard my mouth as with a muzzle
While the wicked are in my presence.”

Many, O Lord my God, are the wonders which You have done,
And Your thoughts toward us;
There is none to compare with You.
If I would declare and speak of them,
They would be too numerous to count.

For evils beyond number have surrounded me;
My iniquities have overtaken me, so that I am not able to see;
They are more numerous than the hairs of my head,
And my heart has failed me.

Since I am afflicted and needy,
Let the Lord be mindful of me.
You are my help and my deliverer;
Do not delay, O my God.

By this I know that You are pleased with me,
Because my enemy does not shout in triumph over me.

Why are you in despair, O my soul?
And why have you become disturbed within me?
Hope in God, for I shall again praise Him
For the help of His presence.

Why are you in despair, O my soul?
And why have you become disturbed within me?
Hope in God, for I shall yet praise Him,
The help of my countenance and my God.

For You are the God of my strength; why have You rejected me?
Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

Why are you in despair, O my soul?
And why are you disturbed within me?
Hope in God, for I shall again praise Him,
The help of my countenance and my God.

You are my King, O God;
Command victories for Jacob.

But for Your sake we are killed all day long;
We are considered as sheep to be slaughtered.

You are fairer than the sons of men;
Grace is poured upon Your lips;
Therefore God has blessed You forever.

Your arrows are sharp;
The peoples fall under You;
Your arrows are in the heart of the King’s enemies.

All Your garments are fragrant with myrrh and aloes and cassia;
Out of ivory palaces stringed instruments have made You glad.

Kings’ daughters are among Your noble ladies;
At Your right hand stands the queen in gold from Ophir.

Their inner thought is that their houses are forever
And their dwelling places to all generations;
They have called their lands after their own names.

This is the way of those who are foolish,
And of those after them who approve their words. Selah.

As sheep they are appointed for Sheol;
Death shall be their shepherd;
And the upright shall rule over them in the morning,
And their form shall be for Sheol to consume
So that they have no habitation.

“I do not reprove you for your sacrifices,
And your burnt offerings are continually before Me.

“When you see a thief, you are pleased with him,
And you associate with adulterers.

Against You, You only, I have sinned
And done what is evil in Your sight,
So that You are justified when You speak
And blameless when You judge.

For You do not delight in sacrifice, otherwise I would give it;
You are not pleased with burnt offering.

The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit;
A broken and a contrite heart, O God, You will not despise.

For the choir director; according to Mahalath. A Maskil of David.
The fool has said in his heart, “There is no God,”
They are corrupt, and have committed abominable injustice;
There is no one who does good.

Day and night they go around her upon her walls,
And iniquity and mischief are in her midst.

He will redeem my soul in peace from the battle which is against me,
For they are many who strive with me.

My foes have trampled upon me all day long,
For they are many who fight proudly against me.

All day long they distort my words;
All their thoughts are against me for evil.

You have taken account of my wanderings;
Put my tears in Your bottle.
Are they not in Your book?

Your vows are binding upon me, O God;
I will render thank offerings to You.

My soul is among lions;
I must lie among those who breathe forth fire,
Even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows
And their tongue a sharp sword.

The wicked are estranged from the womb;
These who speak lies go astray from birth.

You, O Lord God of hosts, the God of Israel,
Awake to punish all the nations;
Do not be gracious to any who are treacherous in iniquity. Selah.

Behold, they belch forth with their mouth;
Swords are in their lips,
For, they say, “Who hears?”

They wander about for food
And growl if they are not satisfied.

Men of low degree are only vanity and men of rank are a lie;
In the balances they go up;
They are together lighter than breath.

A Psalm of David, when he was in the wilderness of Judah.
O God, You are my God; I shall seek You earnestly;
My soul thirsts for You, my flesh yearns for You,
In a dry and weary land where there is no water.