How long must I worry, and suffer in broad daylight? How long will my enemy gloat over me?

He made the sky sink as he descended; a thick cloud was under his feet.

They are of greater value than gold, than even a great amount of pure gold; they bring greater delight than honey, than even the sweetest honey from a honeycomb.

A psalm -- a song used at the dedication of the temple; by David. I will praise you, O Lord, for you lifted me up, and did not allow my enemies to gloat over me.

Do not let those who are my enemies for no reason gloat over me! Do not let those who hate me without cause carry out their wicked schemes!

Vindicate me by your justice, O Lord my God! Do not let them gloat over me!

But then one passes by, and suddenly they have disappeared! I looked for them, but they could not be found.

I have prayed for deliverance, because otherwise they will gloat over me; when my foot slips they will arrogantly taunt me.

Princesses are among your honored guests, your bride stands at your right hand, wearing jewelry made with gold from Ophir.

The princess looks absolutely magnificent, decked out in pearls and clothed in a brocade trimmed with gold.

Hide your face from my sins! Wipe away all my guilt!

Rescue me from the guilt of murder, O God, the God who delivers me! Then my tongue will shout for joy because of your deliverance.

Indeed, it is not an enemy who insults me, or else I could bear it; it is not one who hates me who arrogantly taunts me, or else I could hide from him.

Gilead belongs to me, as does Manasseh! Ephraim is my helmet, Judah my royal scepter.

When you lie down among the sheepfolds, the wings of the dove are covered with silver and with glittering gold.

Sound your battle cry against the wild beast of the reeds, and the nations that assemble like a herd of calves led by bulls! They humble themselves and offer gold and silver as tribute. God scatters the nations that like to do battle.

O God, you are aware of my foolish sins; my guilt is not hidden from you.

May he live! May they offer him gold from Sheba! May they continually pray for him! May they pronounce blessings on him all day long!

Remember your people whom you acquired in ancient times, whom you rescued so they could be your very own nation, as well as Mount Zion, where you dwell!

You held my eyelids open; I was troubled and could not speak.

He led them with a cloud by day, and with the light of a fire all night long.

He turned their rivers into blood, and they could not drink from their streams.

Make your servant glad, for to you, O Lord, I pray!

I gloat in triumph over those who tried to ambush me; I hear the defeated cries of the evil foes who attacked me.

He spoke to them from a pillar of cloud; they obeyed his regulations and the ordinance he gave them.

As far as the eastern horizon is from the west, so he removes the guilt of our rebellious actions from us.

You set up a boundary for them that they could not cross, so that they would not cover the earth again.

He brought his people out enriched with silver and gold; none of his tribes stumbled.

He spread out a cloud for a cover, and provided a fire to light up the night.

Gilead belongs to me, as does Manasseh! Ephraim is my helmet, Judah my royal scepter.

Their idols are made of silver and gold -- they are man-made.

The law you have revealed is more important to me than thousands of pieces of gold and silver.

Your loyal followers will be glad when they see me, for I find hope in your word.

For this reason I love your commands more than gold, even purest gold.

A song of ascents, by David. I was glad because they said to me, "We will go to the Lord's temple."

If you, O Lord, were to keep track of sins, O Lord, who could stand before you?

The nations' idols are made of silver and gold, they are man-made.

He throws his hailstones like crumbs. Who can withstand the cold wind he sends?