Why have nations tumultuously assembled? And do peoples meditate vanity?

Station themselves do kings of the earth, And princes have been united together, Against Jehovah, and against His Messiah:

And I -- I have anointed My King, Upon Zion -- My holy hill.'

I declare concerning a statute: Jehovah said unto me, 'My Son Thou art, I to-day have brought thee forth.

A Psalm of David, in his fleeing from the face of Absalom his son. Jehovah, how have my distresses multiplied! Many are rising up against me.

I -- I have lain down, and I sleep, I have waked, for Jehovah sustaineth me.

I am not afraid of myriads of people, That round about they have set against me.

Thou hast given joy in my heart, From the time their corn and their wine Have been multiplied.

Declare them guilty, O God, Let them fall from their own counsels, In the abundance of their transgressions Drive them away, Because they have rebelled against Thee.

Favour me, O Jehovah, for I am weak, Heal me, O Jehovah, For troubled have been my bones,

I have been weary with my sighing, I meditate through all the night on my bed, With my tear my couch I waste.

'The Erring One,' by David, that he sung to Jehovah concerning the words of Cush a Benjamite. O Jehovah, my God, in Thee I have trusted, Save me from all my pursuers, and deliver me.

O Jehovah, my God, if I have done this, If there is iniquity in my hands,

If I have done my well-wisher evil, And draw mine adversary without cause,

O thou Enemy, Finished have been destructions for ever, As to cities thou hast plucked up, Perished hath their memorial with them.

Sunk have nations in a pit they made, In a net that they hid hath their foot been captured.

Jehovah is king to the age, and for ever, The nations have perished out of His land!

For lo, the wicked tread a bow, They have prepared their arrow on the string, To shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.

To the Overseer, on the octave. -- A Psalm of David. Save, Jehovah, for the saintly hath failed, For the stedfast have ceased From the sons of men:

And I, in Thy kindness I have trusted, Rejoice doth my heart in Thy salvation.

To the Overseer. -- By David. A fool hath said in his heart, 'God is not;' They have done corruptly, They have done abominable actions, There is not a doer of good.

The whole have turned aside, Together they have been filthy: There is not a doer of good, not even one.

Have all working iniquity not known? Those consuming my people have eaten bread, Jehovah they have not called.

There they have feared a fear, For God is in the generation of the righteous.

Multiplied are their griefs, Who have hastened backward; I pour not out their libations of blood, Nor do I take up their names on my lips.

Lines have fallen to me in pleasant places, Yea, a beauteous inheritance is for me.

As to doings of man, Through a word of Thy lips I have observed The paths of a destroyer;

To uphold my goings in Thy paths, My steps have not slidden.

Their fat they have closed up, Their mouths have spoken with pride:

Our steps now have compassed him;' Their eyes they set to turn aside in the land.

From men, Thy hand, O Jehovah, From men of the world, their portion is in life, And with Thy hidden things Thou fillest their belly, They are satisfied with sons; And have left their abundance to their sucklings.

Compassed me have cords of death, And streams of the worthless make me afraid.

Cords of Sheol have surrounded me, Before me have been snares of death.

Gone up hath smoke by His nostrils, And fire from His mouth consumeth, Coals have been kindled by it.

From the brightness over-against Him His thick clouds have passed on, Hail and coals of fire.

He delivereth me from my strong enemy, And from those hating me, For they have been stronger than I.

For I have kept the ways of Jehovah, And have not done wickedly against my God.

Thou enlargest my step under me, And mine ankles have not slidden.

Thou dost deliver me From the strivings of the people, Thou placest me for a head of nations, A people I have not known do serve me.

The fear of Jehovah is clean, standing to the age, The judgments of Jehovah are true, They have been righteous -- together.

Now I have known That Jehovah hath saved His anointed, He answereth him from His holy heavens, With the saving might of His right hand.

They -- they have bowed and have fallen, And we have risen and station ourselves upright.

On Thee I have been cast from the womb, From the belly of my mother Thou art my God.

Many bulls have surrounded me, Mighty ones of Bashan have compassed me,

They have opened against me their mouth, A lion tearing and roaring.

As waters I have been poured out, And separated themselves have all my bones, My heart hath been like wax, It is melted in the midst of my bowels.

And to the dust of death thou appointest me, For surrounded me have dogs, A company of evil doers have compassed me, Piercing my hands and my feet.

And the fat ones of earth have eaten, And they bow themselves, Before Him bow do all going down to dust, And he who hath not revived his soul.

My God, in Thee I have trusted, Let me not be ashamed, Let not mine enemies exult over me.

Cause me to tread in Thy truth, and teach me, For Thou art the God of my salvation, Near Thee I have waited all the day.

The distresses of my heart have enlarged themselves, From my distresses bring me out.

See my enemies, for they have been many, And with violent hatred they have hated me.

Integrity and uprightness do keep me, For I have waited on Thee.

By David. Judge me, O Jehovah, for I in mine integrity have walked, And in Jehovah I have trusted, I slide not.

For Thy kindness is before mine eyes, And I have walked habitually in Thy truth.

I have not sat with vain men, And with dissemblers I enter not.

I have hated the assembly of evil doers, And with the wicked I sit not.

Jehovah, I have loved the habitation of Thy house, And the place of the tabernacle of Thine honour.

When evil doers come near to me to eat my flesh, My adversaries and mine enemies to me, They have stumbled and fallen.

When my father and my mother Have forsaken me, then doth Jehovah gather me.

Give me not to the will of my adversaries, For risen against me have false witnesses, And they breathe out violence to me.

By David. Unto Thee, O Jehovah, I call, My rock, be not silent to me! Lest Thou be silent to me, And I have been compared With those going down to the pit.

Jehovah is my strength, and my shield, In Him my heart trusted, and I have been helped. And my heart exulteth, And with my song I thank Him.

Jehovah my God, I have cried to Thee, And Thou dost heal me.

And I -- I have said in mine ease, 'I am not moved -- to the age.

O Jehovah, in Thy good pleasure, Thou hast caused strength to remain for my mountain,' Thou hast hidden Thy face -- I have been troubled.

To the Overseer. -- A Psalm of David. In Thee, O Jehovah, I have trusted, Let me not be ashamed to the age, In Thy righteousness deliver me.

I have hated the observers of lying vanities, And I toward Jehovah have been confident.

Favour me, O Jehovah, for distress is to me, Mine eye, my soul, and my body Have become old by provocation.

For my life hath been consumed in sorrow And my years in sighing. Feeble because of mine iniquity hath been my strength, And my bones have become old.

Among all mine adversaries I have been a reproach, And to my neighbours exceedingly, And a fear to mine acquaintances, Those seeing me without -- fled from me.

I have been forgotten as dead out of mind, I have been as a perishing vessel.

For I have heard an evil account of many, Fear is round about. In their being united against me, To take my life they have devised,

And I on Thee -- I have trusted, O Jehovah, I have said, 'Thou art my God.'

O Jehovah, let me not be ashamed, For I have called Thee, let the wicked be ashamed, Let them become silent to Sheol.

And I -- I have said in my haste, 'I have been cut off from before Thine eyes,' But Thou hast heard the voice of my supplications, In my crying unto Thee.

When I have kept silence, become old have my bones, Through my roaring all the day.

My sin I cause Thee to know, And mine iniquity I have not covered. I have said, 'I confess concerning My transgressions to Jehovah,' And Thou -- Thou hast taken away, The iniquity of my sin. Selah.

By the word of Jehovah The heavens have been made, And by the breath of His mouth all their host.

For in Him doth our heart rejoice, For in His holy name we have trusted.

Let Thy kindness, O Jehovah, be upon us, As we have waited for Thee!

Young lions have lacked and been hungry, And those seeking Jehovah lack not any good,

Violent witnesses rise up, That which I have not known they ask me.

And I -- in their sickness my clothing is sackcloth, I have humbled with fastings my soul, And my prayer unto my bosom returneth.

As if a friend, as if my brother, I walked habitually, As a mourner for a mother, Mourning I have bowed down.

And -- in my halting they have rejoiced, And have been gathered together, Gathered against me were the smiters, And I have not known, They have rent, and they have not ceased;

There have workers of iniquity fallen, They have been overthrown, And have not been able to arise!

And the humble do possess the land, And they have delighted themselves In the abundance of peace.

A sword have the wicked opened, And they have trodden their bow, To cause to fall the poor and needy, To slaughter the upright of the way.

But the wicked perish, and the enemies of Jehovah, As the preciousness of lambs, Have been consumed, In smoke they have been consumed.

From Jehovah are the steps of a man, They have been prepared, And his way he desireth.

Young I have been, I have also become old, And I have not seen the righteous forsaken, And his seed seeking bread.

For Jehovah is loving judgment, And He doth not forsake His saintly ones, To the age they have been kept, And the seed of the wicked is cut off.

I have seen the wicked terrible, And spreading as a green native plant,

For Thine arrows have come down on me, And Thou lettest down upon me Thy hand.

For mine iniquities have passed over my head, As a heavy burden -- too heavy for me.

Stunk -- become corrupt have my wounds, Because of my folly.

I have been bent down, I have been bowed down -- unto excess, All the day I have gone mourning.

For my flanks have been full of drought, And soundness is not in my flesh.

I have been feeble and smitten -- unto excess, I have roared from disquietude of heart.