But I, because of the abundance of your gracious love, may come into your house. In awe of you, I will worship in your holy Temple.

then, let my enemy pursue me, let him overtake me, and let him trample my life to the ground. Interlude Let him put my honor into the dust.

He prepares weapons of death for himself, he makes his arrows into fiery shafts.

He digs a pit, even excavates it; then he fell into the hole that he had made.

The nations have sunk down into the pit they made, their feet are ensnared in the trap they set.

Their eyes secretly watch the helpless, lying in wait like a lion in his den. They lie in wait to catch the afflicted. They catch the afflicted when they pull him into their net.

But you do see! You take note of trouble and grief in order to take the matter into your own hand. The helpless one commits himself to you; you have been the orphan's helper.

yet their message goes out into all the world, and their words to the ends of the earth. He has set up a tent for the sun in the heavens,

To you, LORD, I cry out! My Rock, do not refuse to answer me. If you remain silent, I will become like those who descend into the Pit.

LORD, you brought me from death; you kept me alive so that I did not descend into the Pit.

You have turned my mourning into dancing; you took off my sackcloth and clothed me with a garment of joy,

Into your hands I commit my spirit; for you have redeemed me, LORD God of truth.

You have not delivered me into the hand of the enemy, but you have set my feet in a sturdy place.

He gathered the oceans into a single place; he put the deep water into storehouses.

Let destruction come upon them unawares, and let the net that he hid catch him; let him fall into destruction.

but the LORD will not let him fall into his hands. He will not be condemned when he is put on trial.

because your arrows have sunk deep into me, and your hand has come down hard on me.

The LORD will uphold him even on his sickbed; you will transform his bed of illness into health.

"Assemble before me, my saints, who have entered into my covenant by sacrifice."

Let death seize them! May they be plunged alive into the afterlife, for wicked things are in their homes and among them.

For you have delivered me from death and my feet from stumbling, so that I may walk before God in the light of the living! To the Director: A special Davidic psalm to the tune of "Do Not Destroy," when he fled from Saul into a cave.

They have set a snare for my feet, which makes me depressed. They dug a pit in front of me, but they are the ones who fell into it! Interlude

He turned the sea into dry land. Israel crossed the river on foot; let us rejoice in him.

You have led us into a trap and set burdens on our backs.

God causes the lonely to dwell in families. He leads prisoners into prosperity, but rebels live on parched land.

I am sinking in deep mire, and there is no solid ground. I have come into deep water, and the flood overwhelms me.

Their eyes bulge from obesity and the imaginations of their mind cross the border into sin.

At the sound of your battle cry, God of Jacob, both horse and chariot rider fell into deep sleep.

He turned their rivers into blood and made their streams undrinkable.

Then he sent his might into captivity and his glory into the control of the adversary.

I am considered as one of those descending into the Pit, like a mighty man without strength,

Let us come into his presence with thanksgiving; let us shout with songs of praise to him.

Make a joyful noise to the LORD, all the earth! Break forth into joyful songs of praise!

He causes springs to gush forth into rivers that flow between the mountains.

He turned their water into blood, so that the fish died.

God granted them their request, but sent leanness into their lives.

He turns rivers into a desert, springs of water into dry ground,

and a fruitful land into a salty waste, due to the wickedness of its inhabitants.

He turns a desert into a pool of water, dry land into springs of water.

The wicked person sees this and flies into a rage; his teeth gnash and wear away. The desire of the wicked will amount to nothing.

who turned the rock into a pool of water, the flinty rock into flowing springs.

Neither can the dead praise the LORD, nor those who go down into the silence of death.

and cast Pharaoh and his armies into the Reed Sea, for his gracious love is everlasting.

To the one who led his people into the wilderness, for his gracious love is everlasting

Though I walk straight into trouble, you preserve my life, stretching out your hand to fight the vehemence of my enemies, and your right hand delivers me.

May burning coals fall on them; may they be cast into fire, and into miry pits, never to rise again.

Let the wicked fall into their own nets, while I come through. A Davidic Song, when he was in the cave. A prayer.

Do not enter into judgment with your servant, for no living person is righteous in your sight.