Break the arm of the wicked and the evildoer,
Seek out his wickedness until You find none.

You have tried my heart;
You have visited me by night;
You have tested me and You find nothing;
I have purposed that my mouth will not transgress.

May He remember all your meal offerings
And find your burnt offering acceptable! Selah.

Your hand will find out all your enemies;
Your right hand will find out those who hate you.

Therefore, let everyone who is godly pray to You in a time when You may be found;
Surely in a flood of great waters they will not reach him.

Then he passed away, and lo, he was no more;
I sought for him, but he could not be found.

Would not God find this out?
For He knows the secrets of the heart.

From the end of the earth I call to You when my heart is faint;
Lead me to the rock that is higher than I.

Reproach has broken my heart and I am so sick.
And I looked for sympathy, but there was none,
And for comforters, but I found none.

When I remember God, then I am disturbed;
When I sigh, then my spirit grows faint. Selah.

The bird also has found a house,
And the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young,
Even Your altars, O Lord of hosts,
My King and my God.

“I have found David My servant;
With My holy oil I have anointed him,

They pour forth words, they speak arrogantly;
All who do wickedness vaunt themselves.

Surely Your servants find pleasure in her stones
And feel pity for her dust.

They wandered in the wilderness in a desert region;
They did not find a way to an inhabited city.

The cords of death encompassed me
And the terrors of Sheol came upon me;
I found distress and sorrow.

Until I find a place for the Lord,
A dwelling place for the Mighty One of Jacob.”

Behold, we heard of it in Ephrathah,
We found it in the field of Jaar.