I will lie down, both in peace and in sleep. For You alone, Jehovah, make me dwell in safety.

Lead me, O Jehovah, in Your righteousness, because of my enemies; make Your way straight before my face.

I am weary in my groaning; all the night I make my bed swim; I melt my couch with my tears.

for lo, the wicked bend their bow; they make ready their arrow on the string, so that they may secretly shoot at the upright in heart.

You will make Me know the way of life; in Your presence is fullness of joys. At Your right hand are pleasures forevermore.

For You will light my candle; Jehovah my God will make my darkness light.

It is God who girds me with strength and makes my way perfect.

He makes my feet like hinds' feet, and sets me on my high places.

Who can understand his errors? Oh make me pure from secret faults;

You shall make them as a fiery oven in the time of Your presence; Jehovah will swallow them up in His wrath, and the fire shall devour them.

For You shall make them turn the back; You shall make ready Your arrows on Your strings against their faces.

He makes me to lie down in green pastures; He leads me beside the still waters.

Make me know Your ways, O Jehovah; teach me Your paths.

Hope in Jehovah; be of good courage, and He shall make your heart strong; yea, hope in Jehovah.

He also makes them to skip like a calf, Lebanon and Sirion like a young wild ox.

Make Your face shine on Your servant; save me in Your mercy.

Be strong, and He will make your heart stronger, all you who hope in Jehovah.

My soul shall make its boast in Jehovah; the humble shall hear and be glad.

They shall be satisfied with the fatness of Your house; and You shall make them drink of the river of Your pleasures.

Make haste to help me, O my LORD, my salvation.

O Jehovah, make me to know my end, and the measure of my days, what it is; I know how frail I am.

Deliver me from all my transgressions; make me not the reproach of the fool.

You correct a man for iniquity with rebukes, and you make his desires vanish away like a moth. Surely every man is vanity. Selah.

Blessed is the man who makes Jehovah his trust and does not turn to the proud, nor to those who turn aside to a lie.

Be pleased, O Jehovah, to deliver me; O Jehovah, make haste to help me.

You make us turn back from the adversary; and our haters plunder for themselves.

You make us a curse to our neighbors, a scorn and a mockery to those who are round about us.

You make us a byword among the nations, a shaking of the head among the people.

Your sons shall be in the place of your fathers; you will make them princes in all the land.

I will make Your name to be remembered in all generations; therefore the people shall praise You forever and ever.

Come, behold the works of Jehovah, who makes ruins on the earth;

who makes wars to cease to the ends of the earth; He breaks the bow, and cuts the spear in two; He burns the chariots in the fire.

Behold, You desire truth in the inward parts; and in the hidden part You shall make me to know wisdom.

Make me to hear joy and gladness; that the bones which You have broken may rejoice.

Behold, the man who did not make God his strength, but trusted in the abundance of his riches, he was strong in his wickedness.

To the Chief Musician. Do not destroy. A secret treasure of David, when he fled from Saul in the cave. Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful to me; for my soul trusts in You; yea, in the shadow of Your wings I will make my hiding-place, until these great troubles pass by.

They return at evening; they make a noise like a dog, and go around the city.

And the inhabitants of the furthermost places are afraid of Your signs; You make the beginning of the morning and the evening rejoice.

You fill its terraces with water; You deepen its furrows; You make it soft with showers; You bless the sprouting of it.

To the Chief Musician. A Song. A Psalm. Make a joyful noise to God, all the earth.

Sing forth the honor of His name; make His praise glorious.

O bless our God, O peoples, and make the voice of His praise to be heard;

Let their eyes be darkened, so that they do not see; and make their loins shake without ceasing.

To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David, to bring to remembrance. Make haste, O God, to deliver me; make haste to help me, O Jehovah.

But I am poor and needy; make haste to me, O God; You are my help and my deliverer; O Jehovah, wait no longer!

O God, be not far from me; O my God, make haste for my help.

who has shown me great and evil distresses; You will turn me; You will make me live. You will turn me from the depths of the earth, You will bring me up.

You make us a strife for our neighbors; and our enemies laugh among themselves.

and the vineyard which Your right hand has planted, and the Son that You make strong for Yourself.

So we will not go back from You; make us live, and we will call on Your name.

Make their nobles like Oreb, and like Zeeb; yea, all their princes like Zebah, and like Zalmunna;

O my God, make them like a wheel; like the stubble before the wind.

so pursue them with Your tempest, and make them afraid with Your storm.

Passing through the valley of weeping, they will make it a fountain; the early rain also covers it with blessings.

A Song. A Psalm for the sons of Korah. To the Chief Musician. On Mahalath, to make humble. A Poem of Heman the Ezrahite. O Jehovah, the God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before You.

A Poem of Ethan the Ezrahite. I will sing of the mercies of Jehovah forever; with my mouth I will make known Your faithfulness to all generations.

My hand shall be always with him; My arm also shall make him strong.

And I will make him My first-born, higher than the kings of the earth.

Make us glad according to the days of our affliction, the years in which we have seen evil.

Oh come, let us sing to Jehovah; let us make a joyful noise to the Rock of our salvation.

Let us come before His presence with thanksgiving, and make a joyful noise to Him with psalms.

Oh come, let us worship and bow down; let us kneel before Jehovah our maker.

Make a joyful noise to Jehovah, all the earth; breakout, and rejoice, and sing praise.

With trumpets and sound of a horn make a joyful noise before Jehovah, the King.

A Psalm of praise. Make a joyful noise to Jehovah, all you lands.

He makes His angels spirits, His ministers a flaming fire.

and wine cheers the heart of man, and oil makes his face shine, and bread sustains the heart of man.

where the birds make their nests; the fir trees are the house of the stork.

You make darkness, and it is night, in which all the beasts of the forest creep forth.

O give thanks to Jehovah; call on His name; make known His deeds among the people.

But He saved them for His name's sake, to make His mighty power known.

He makes the storm a calm, so that its waves are still.

And He makes the hungry dwell there, so that they may prepare a city to live in;

in order to make him sit with nobles, with the nobles of his people.

The ones who make them are like them, and everyone who trusts in them.

Make me to understand the way of Your Commandments, and I will speak of Your wonderful works.

Make Your Word sure to Your servant, who is devoted to Your fear.

Through Your Commandments You make me wiser than my enemies, for they are ever with me.

Make Your face shine on Your servant; and teach me Your Precepts.

There I will make the horn of David to bud; I have prepared a lamp for My anointed.

He causes the vapors to rise from the end of the earth; He makes lightnings for the rain; He brings wind out of His storehouses.

Those who make them are like them, everyone who trusts in them.

Remember, O Jehovah, the sons of Edom in the day of Jerusalem; who said, Make it bare! Make it bare, even to the foundation of it!

If I go up into Heaven, You are there; if I make my bed in Sheol, behold, You are there.

A Psalm of David. O Jehovah, I cry to You; make haste to me, give ear to my voice when I cry to You.

to make known to the sons of men His mighty acts, and the glorious majesty of His kingdom.

who covers the heavens with clouds, who prepares rain for the earth, who makes grass to grow on the mountains.

He makes peace in your borders and fills you with the finest of the wheat.

Let Israel rejoice in his Maker; let the sons of Zion be joyful in their King.