The wicked are not so,
But they are like chaff which the wind drives away.

Why are the nations in an uproar
And the peoples devising a vain thing?

“I will surely tell of the decree of the Lord:
He said to Me, ‘You are My Son,
Today I have begotten You.

‘Ask of Me, and I will surely give the nations as Your inheritance,
And the very ends of the earth as Your possession.

Do homage to the Son, that He not become angry, and you perish in the way,
For His wrath may soon be kindled.
How blessed are all who take refuge in Him!

A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son.
O Lord, how my adversaries have increased!
Many are rising up against me.

Many are saying of my soul,
“There is no deliverance for him in God.” Selah.

But You, O Lord, are a shield about me,
My glory, and the One who lifts my head.

Salvation belongs to the Lord;
Your blessing be upon Your people! Selah.

Tremble, and do not sin;
Meditate in your heart upon your bed, and be still. Selah.

Many are saying, “Who will show us any good?”
Lift up the light of Your countenance upon us, O Lord!

For the choir director; for flute accompaniment. A Psalm of David.
Give ear to my words, O Lord,
Consider my groaning.

For You are not a God who takes pleasure in wickedness;
No evil dwells with You.

The boastful shall not stand before Your eyes;
You hate all who do iniquity.

But as for me, by Your abundant lovingkindness I will enter Your house,
At Your holy temple I will bow in reverence for You.

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

Hold them guilty, O God;
By their own devices let them fall!
In the multitude of their transgressions thrust them out,
For they are rebellious against You.

But let all who take refuge in You be glad,
Let them ever sing for joy;
And may You shelter them,
That those who love Your name may exult in You.

For the choir director; with stringed instruments, upon an eight-string lyre. A Psalm of David.
O Lord, do not rebuke me in Your anger,
Nor chasten me in Your wrath.

Be gracious to me, O Lord, for I am pining away;
Heal me, O Lord, for my bones are dismayed.

Return, O Lord, rescue my soul;
Save me because of Your lovingkindness.

Or he will tear my soul like a lion,
Dragging me away, while there is none to deliver.

If I have rewarded evil to my friend,
Or have plundered him who without cause was my adversary,

Arise, O Lord, in Your anger;
Lift up Yourself against the rage of my adversaries,
And arouse Yourself for me; You have appointed judgment.

For the choir director; on the Gittith. A Psalm of David.
O Lord, our Lord,
How majestic is Your name in all the earth,
Who have displayed Your splendor above the heavens!

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

When I consider Your heavens, the work of Your fingers,
The moon and the stars, which You have ordained;

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

O Lord, our Lord,
How majestic is Your name in all the earth!

For the choir director; on Muth-labben. A Psalm of David.
I will give thanks to the Lord with all my heart;
I will tell of all Your wonders.

I will be glad and exult in You;
I will sing praise to Your name, O Most High.

And those who know Your name will put their trust in You,
For You, O Lord, have not forsaken those who seek You.

That I may tell of all Your praises,
That in the gates of the daughter of Zion
I may rejoice in Your salvation.

Put them in fear, O Lord;
Let the nations know that they are but men. Selah.

The wicked, in the haughtiness of his countenance, does not seek Him.
All his thoughts are, “There is no God.”

His ways prosper at all times;
Your judgments are on high, out of his sight;
As for all his adversaries, he snorts at them.

Arise, O Lord; O God, lift up Your hand.
Do not forget the afflicted.

You have seen it, for You have beheld mischief and vexation to take it into Your hand.
The unfortunate commits himself to You;
You have been the helper of the orphan.

O Lord, You have heard the desire of the humble;
You will strengthen their heart, You will incline Your ear

For the choir director. A Psalm of David.
In the Lord I take refuge;
How can you say to my soul, “Flee as a bird to your mountain;

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

If the foundations are destroyed,
What can the righteous do?”

Who have said, “With our tongue we will prevail;
Our lips are our own; who is lord over us?”

The words of the Lord are pure words;
As silver tried in a furnace on the earth, refined seven times.

For the choir director. A Psalm of David.
How long, O Lord? Will You forget me forever?
How long will You hide Your face from me?

Consider and answer me, O Lord my God;
Enlighten my eyes, or I will sleep the sleep of death,

But I have trusted in Your lovingkindness;
My heart shall rejoice in Your salvation.

For the choir director. A Psalm of David.
The fool has said in his heart, “There is no God.”
They are corrupt, they have committed abominable deeds;
There is no one who does good.

The Lord has looked down from heaven upon the sons of men
To see if there are any who understand,
Who seek after God.

There they are in great dread,
For God is with the righteous generation.

A Psalm of David.
O Lord, who may abide in Your tent?
Who may dwell on Your holy hill?

I said to the Lord, “You are my Lord;
I have no good besides You.”

As for the saints who are in the earth,
They are the majestic ones in whom is all my delight.

For You will not abandon my soul to Sheol;
Nor will You allow Your Holy One to undergo decay.

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.

A Prayer of David.
Hear a just cause, O Lord, give heed to my cry;
Give ear to my prayer, which is not from deceitful lips.

Let my judgment come forth from Your presence;
Let Your eyes look with equity.

As for the deeds of men, by the word of Your lips
I have kept from the paths of the violent.

My steps have held fast to Your paths.
My feet have not slipped.

I have called upon You, for You will answer me, O God;
Incline Your ear to me, hear my speech.

Wondrously show Your lovingkindness,
O Savior of those who take refuge at Your right hand
From those who rise up against them.

Keep me as the apple of the eye;
Hide me in the shadow of Your wings

They have now surrounded us in our steps;
They set their eyes to cast us down to the ground.

Arise, O Lord, confront him, bring him low;
Deliver my soul from the wicked with Your sword,

From men with Your hand, O Lord,
From men of the world, whose portion is in this life,
And whose belly You fill with Your treasure;
They are satisfied with children,
And leave their abundance to their babes.

As for me, I shall behold Your face in righteousness;
I will be satisfied with Your likeness when I awake.

Then the earth shook and quaked;
And the foundations of the mountains were trembling
And were shaken, because He was angry.

Smoke went up out of His nostrils,
And fire from His mouth devoured;
Coals were kindled by it.

Then the channels of water appeared,
And the foundations of the world were laid bare
At Your rebuke, O Lord,
At the blast of the breath of Your nostrils.

He delivered me from my strong enemy,
And from those who hated me, for they were too mighty for me.

For all His ordinances were before me,
And I did not put away His statutes from me.

For who is God, but the Lord?
And who is a rock, except our God,

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

I pursued my enemies and overtook them,
And I did not turn back until they were consumed.

I shattered them, so that they were not able to rise;
They fell under my feet.

Therefore I will give thanks to You among the nations, O Lord,
And I will sing praises to Your name.

For the choir director. A Psalm of David.
The heavens are telling of the glory of God;
And their expanse is declaring the work of His hands.

There is no speech, nor are there words;
Their voice is not heard.

The precepts of the Lord are right, rejoicing the heart;
The commandment of the Lord is pure, enlightening the eyes.

The fear of the Lord is clean, enduring forever;
The judgments of the Lord are true; they are righteous altogether.

They are more desirable than gold, yes, than much fine gold;
Sweeter also than honey and the drippings of the honeycomb.

Moreover, by them Your servant is warned;
In keeping them there is great reward.

Also keep back Your servant from presumptuous sins;
Let them not rule over me;
Then I will be blameless,
And I shall be acquitted of great transgression.

Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart
Be acceptable in Your sight,
O Lord, my rock and my Redeemer.

May He remember all your meal offerings
And find your burnt offering acceptable! Selah.

May He grant you your heart’s desire
And fulfill all your counsel!

We will sing for joy over your victory,
And in the name of our God we will set up our banners.
May the Lord fulfill all your petitions.

Some boast in chariots and some in horses,
But we will boast in the name of the Lord, our God.

For the choir director. A Psalm of David.
O Lord, in Your strength the king will be glad,
And in Your salvation how greatly he will rejoice!

His glory is great through Your salvation,
Splendor and majesty You place upon him.

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

Your hand will find out all your enemies;
Your right hand will find out those who hate you.

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.

Be exalted, O Lord, in Your strength;
We will sing and praise Your power.

For the choir director; upon Aijeleth Hashshahar. A Psalm of David.
My God, my God, why have You forsaken me?
Far from my deliverance are the words of my groaning.

Yet You are holy,
O You who are enthroned upon the praises of Israel.

In You our fathers trusted;
They trusted and You delivered them.

To You they cried out and were delivered;
In You they trusted and were not disappointed.

Yet You are He who brought me forth from the womb;
You made me trust when upon my mother’s breasts.