In peace I will both lie down and sleep,
For You alone, O Lord, make me to dwell in safety.

O Lord, lead me in Your righteousness because of my foes;
Make Your way straight before me.

I am weary with my sighing;
Every night I make my bed swim,
I dissolve my couch with my tears.

He has also prepared for Himself deadly weapons;
He makes His arrows fiery shafts.

From the mouth of infants and nursing babes You have established strength
Because of Your adversaries,
To make the enemy and the revengeful cease.

You make him to rule over the works of Your hands;
You have put all things under his feet,

For, behold, the wicked bend the bow,
They make ready their arrow upon the string
To shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.

You will make known to me the path of life;
In Your presence is fullness of joy;
In Your right hand there are pleasures forever.

The God who girds me with strength
And makes my way blameless?

He makes my feet like hinds’ feet,
And sets me upon my high places.

You have also given me the shield of Your salvation,
And Your right hand upholds me;
And Your gentleness makes me great.

For You make him most blessed forever;
You make him joyful with gladness in Your presence.

You will make them as a fiery oven in the time of your anger;
The Lord will swallow them up in His wrath,
And fire will devour them.

For You will make them turn their back;
You will aim with Your bowstrings at their faces.

He makes me lie down in green pastures;
He leads me beside quiet waters.

Make me know Your ways, O Lord;
Teach me Your paths.

The secret of the Lord is for those who fear Him,
And He will make them know His covenant.

He makes Lebanon skip like a calf,
And Sirion like a young wild ox.

The voice of the Lord makes the deer to calve
And strips the forests bare;
And in His temple everything says, “Glory!”

Make Your face to shine upon Your servant;
Save me in Your lovingkindness.

My soul will make its boast in the Lord;
The humble will hear it and rejoice.

Make haste to help me,
O Lord, my salvation!

“Lord, make me to know my end
And what is the extent of my days;
Let me know how transient I am.

“Surely every man walks about as a phantom;
Surely they make an uproar for nothing;
He amasses riches and does not know who will gather them.

“Deliver me from all my transgressions;
Make me not the reproach of the foolish.

Be pleased, O Lord, to deliver me;
Make haste, O Lord, to help me.

You make us a reproach to our neighbors,
A scoffing and a derision to those around us.

You make us a byword among the nations,
A laughingstock among the peoples.

In place of your fathers will be your sons;
You shall make them princes in all the earth.

There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God,
The holy dwelling places of the Most High.

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

Behold, You desire truth in the innermost being,
And in the hidden part You will make me know wisdom.

Make me to hear joy and gladness,
Let the bones which You have broken rejoice.

“Behold, the man who would not make God his refuge,
But trusted in the abundance of his riches
And was strong in his evil desire.”

You have made Your people experience hardship;
You have given us wine to drink that makes us stagger.

So they will make him stumble;
Their own tongue is against them;
All who see them will shake the head.

They who dwell in the ends of the earth stand in awe of Your signs;
You make the dawn and the sunset shout for joy.

Sing the glory of His name;
Make His praise glorious.

I shall offer to You burnt offerings of fat beasts,
With the smoke of rams;
I shall make an offering of bulls with male goats. Selah.

God makes a home for the lonely;
He leads out the prisoners into prosperity,
Only the rebellious dwell in a parched land.

May their eyes grow dim so that they cannot see,
And make their loins shake continually.

I will come with the mighty deeds of the Lord God;
I will make mention of Your righteousness, Yours alone.

Make vows to the Lord your God and fulfill them;
Let all who are around Him bring gifts to Him who is to be feared.

You make us an object of contention to our neighbors,
And our enemies laugh among themselves.

For behold, Your enemies make an uproar,
And those who hate You have exalted themselves.

They make shrewd plans against Your people,
And conspire together against Your treasured ones.

For they have conspired together with one mind;
Against You they make a covenant:

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

O my God, make them like the whirling dust,
Like chaff before the wind.

Passing through the valley of Baca they make it a spring;
The early rain also covers it with blessings.

Righteousness will go before Him
And will make His footsteps into a way.

Make glad the soul of Your servant,
For to You, O Lord, I lift up my soul.

A Maskil of Ethan the Ezrahite.
I will sing of the lovingkindness of the Lord forever;
To all generations I will make known Your faithfulness with my mouth.

“I also shall make him My firstborn,
The highest of the kings of the earth.

Make us glad according to the days You have afflicted us,
And the years we have seen evil.

Come, let us worship and bow down,
Let us kneel before the Lord our Maker.

He lays the beams of His upper chambers in the waters;
He makes the clouds His chariot;
He walks upon the wings of the wind;

He makes the winds His messengers,
Flaming fire His ministers.

And wine which makes man’s heart glad,
So that he may make his face glisten with oil,
And food which sustains man’s heart.

Oh give thanks to the Lord, call upon His name;
Make known His deeds among the peoples.

Nevertheless He saved them for the sake of His name,
That He might make His power known.

And there He makes the hungry to dwell,
So that they may establish an inhabited city,

He pours contempt upon princes
And makes them wander in a pathless waste.

But He sets the needy securely on high away from affliction,
And makes his families like a flock.

A Psalm of David.
The Lord says to my Lord:
“Sit at My right hand
Until I make Your enemies a footstool for Your feet.”

To make them sit with princes,
With the princes of His people.

He makes the barren woman abide in the house
As a joyful mother of children.
Praise the Lord!

They have hands, but they cannot feel;
They have feet, but they cannot walk;
They cannot make a sound with their throat.

Those who make them will become like them,
Everyone who trusts in them.

May you be blessed of the Lord,
Maker of heaven and earth.

Make me understand the way of Your precepts,
So I will meditate on Your wonders.

Make me walk in the path of Your commandments,
For I delight in it.

Your commandments make me wiser than my enemies,
For they are ever mine.

Make Your face shine upon Your servant,
And teach me Your statutes.

He causes the vapors to ascend from the ends of the earth;
Who makes lightnings for the rain,
Who brings forth the wind from His treasuries.

Those who make them will be like them,
Yes, everyone who trusts in them.

If I ascend to heaven, You are there;
If I make my bed in Sheol, behold, You are there.

Maskil of David, when he was in the cave. A Prayer.
I cry aloud with my voice to the Lord;
I make supplication with my voice to the Lord.

To make known to the sons of men Your mighty acts
And the glory of the majesty of Your kingdom.

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

He makes peace in your borders;
He satisfies you with the finest of the wheat.

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