Listen to the voice of my cry, my King and my God; for to you do I pray.

For the needy shall not always be forgotten, nor the hope of the poor perish forever.

You frustrate the plan of the poor, because Yahweh is his refuge.

He is like a lion that is greedy of his prey, as it were a young lion lurking in secret places.

Then the channels of waters appeared. The foundations of the world were laid bare at your rebuke, Yahweh, at the blast of the breath of your nostrils.

With the pure, you will show yourself pure. With the crooked you will show yourself shrewd.

Day after day they pour forth speech, and night after night they display knowledge.

Yahweh's precepts are right, rejoicing the heart. Yahweh's commandment is pure, enlightening the eyes.

Be exalted, Yahweh, in your strength, so we will sing and praise your power. For the Chief Musician; set to "The Doe of the Morning." A Psalm by David.

I was thrown on you from my mother's womb. You are my God since my mother bore me.

They open their mouths wide against me, lions tearing prey and roaring.

Deliver my soul from the sword, my precious life from the power of the dog.

He who has clean hands and a pure heart; who has not lifted up his soul to falsehood, and has not sworn deceitfully.

Save your people, and bless your inheritance. Be their shepherd also, and bear them up forever. A Psalm by David.

Yahweh's voice makes the deer calve, and strips the forests bare. In his temple everything says, "Glory!"

For this, let everyone who is godly pray to you in a time when you may be found. Surely when the great waters overflow, they shall not reach to him.

A horse is a vain thing for safety, neither does he deliver any by his great power.

This poor man cried, and Yahweh heard him, and saved him out of all his troubles.

All my bones shall say, "Yahweh, who is like you, who delivers the poor from him who is too strong for him; yes, the poor and the needy from him who robs him?"

The wicked have drawn out the sword, and have bent their bow, to cast down the poor and needy, to kill those who are upright in the way.

The wicked borrow, and don't pay back, but the righteous give generously.

I have seen the wicked in great power, spreading himself like a green tree in its native soil.

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.

Blessed is he who considers the poor. Yahweh will deliver him in the day of evil.

These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me, how I used to go with the crowd, and led them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping a holy day.

both low and high, rich and poor together.

But God will redeem my soul from the power of Sheol, for he will receive me. Selah.

Don't kill them, or my people may forget. Scatter them by your power, and bring them down, Lord our shield.

Trust in him at all times, you people. Pour out your heart before him. God is a refuge for us. Selah.

God has spoken once; twice I have heard this, that power belongs to God.

So I have seen you in the sanctuary, watching your power and your glory.

They shall be given over to the power of the sword. They shall be jackal food.

Who by his power forms the mountains, having armed yourself with strength;

Tell God, "How awesome are your deeds! Through the greatness of your power, your enemies submit themselves to you.

Your congregation lived therein. You, God, prepared your goodness for the poor.

You are awesome, God, in your sanctuaries. The God of Israel gives strength and power to his people. Praise be to God! For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "Lilies." By David.

Pour out your indignation on them. Let the fierceness of your anger overtake them.

But I am poor and needy. Come to me quickly, God. You are my help and my deliverer. Yahweh, don't delay.

He will judge your people with righteousness, and your poor with justice.

He will judge the poor of the people. He will save the children of the needy, and will break the oppressor in pieces.

For he will deliver the needy when he cries; the poor, who has no helper.

He will have pity on the poor and needy. He will save the souls of the needy.

They shall live, and to him shall be given of the gold of Sheba. Men shall pray for him continually. They shall bless him all day long.

Surely God is good to Israel, to those who are pure in heart.

Don't deliver the soul of your dove to wild beasts. Don't forget the life of your poor forever.

Don't let the oppressed return ashamed. Let the poor and needy praise your name.

He caused the east wind to blow in the sky. By his power he guided the south wind.

Pour out your wrath on the nations that don't know you; on the kingdoms that don't call on your name;

Let the sighing of the prisoner come before you. According to the greatness of your power, preserve those who are sentenced to death.

The boar out of the wood ravages it. The wild animals of the field feed on it.

"Defend the weak, the poor, and the fatherless. Maintain the rights of the poor and oppressed.

Hear, Yahweh, and answer me, for I am poor and needy.

What man is he who shall live and not see death, who shall deliver his soul from the power of Sheol? Selah.

Remember, Lord, the reproach of your servants, how I bear in my heart the taunts of all the mighty peoples,

Who knows the power of your anger, your wrath according to the fear that is due to you?

They will bear you up in their hands, so that you won't dash your foot against a stone.

They pour out arrogant words. All the evildoers boast.

The young lions roar after their prey, and seek their food from God.

Nevertheless he saved them for his name's sake, that he might make his mighty power known.

They joined themselves also to Baal Peor, and ate the sacrifices of the dead.

because he didn't remember to show kindness, but persecuted the poor and needy man, the broken in heart, to kill them.

for I am poor and needy. My heart is wounded within me.

Your people offer themselves willingly in the day of your power, in holy array. Out of the womb of the morning, you have the dew of your youth.

He has shown his people the power of his works, in giving them the heritage of the nations.

He has dispersed, he has given to the poor. His righteousness endures forever. His horn will be exalted with honor.

He raises up the poor out of the dust. Lifts up the needy from the ash heap;

How can a young man keep his way pure? By living according to your word.

Therefore I love your commandments more than gold, yes, more than pure gold.

Pray for the peace of Jerusalem. Those who love you will prosper.

Blessed be Yahweh, who has not given us as a prey to their teeth.

I will abundantly bless her provision. I will satisfy her poor with bread.

I pour out my complaint before him. I tell him my troubles.

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

Great is our Lord, and mighty in power. His understanding is infinite.

Praise Yah! Praise God in his sanctuary! Praise him in his heavens for his acts of power!