Let the congregation of the peoples surround you. Rule over them on high.

You make him ruler over the works of your hands. You have put all things under his feet:

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

How long shall I take counsel in my soul, having sorrow in my heart every day? How long shall my enemy triumph over me?

For by you, I advance through a troop. By my God, I leap over a wall.

Keep back your servant also from presumptuous sins. Let them not have dominion over me. Then I will be upright. I will be blameless and innocent of great transgression.

For the kingdom is Yahweh's. He is the ruler over the nations.

You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies. You anoint my head with oil. My cup runs over.

My God, I have trusted in you. Don't let me be shamed. Don't let my enemies triumph over me.

Don't deliver me over to the desire of my adversaries, for false witnesses have risen up against me, such as breathe out cruelty.

I will extol you, Yahweh, for you have raised me up, and have not made my foes to rejoice over me.

Don't let those who are my enemies wrongfully rejoice over me; neither let those who hate me without a cause wink their eyes.

Vindicate me, Yahweh my God, according to your righteousness. Don't let them gloat over me.

For my iniquities have gone over my head. As a heavy burden, they are too heavy for me.

For I said, "Don't let them gloat over me, or exalt themselves over me when my foot slips."

By this I know that you delight in me, because my enemy doesn't triumph over me.

Deep calls to deep at the noise of your waterfalls. All your waves and your billows have swept over me.

For Yahweh Most High is awesome. He is a great King over all the earth.

God reigns over the nations. God sits on his holy throne.

They are appointed as a flock for Sheol. Death shall be their shepherd. The upright shall have dominion over them in the morning. Their beauty shall decay in Sheol, far from their mansion.

For he has delivered me out of all trouble. My eye has seen triumph over my enemies. For the Chief Musician. On stringed instruments. A contemplation by David.

Be exalted, God, above the heavens. Let your glory be over all the earth. For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "Do Not Destroy." A poem by David.

Moab is my wash basin. I will throw my shoe on Edom. I shout in triumph over Philistia."

They shall be given over to the power of the sword. They shall be jackal food.

You allowed men to ride over our heads. We went through fire and through water, but you brought us to the place of abundance.

Ascribe strength to God! His excellency is over Israel, his strength is in the skies.

He gave over their livestock also to the hail, and their flocks to hot thunderbolts.

He made a path for his anger. He didn't spare their soul from death, but gave their life over to the pestilence,

He also gave his people over to the sword, and was angry with his inheritance.

He appointed it in Joseph for a testimony, when he went out over the land of Egypt, I heard a language that I didn't know.

that they may know that you alone, whose name is Yahweh, are the Most High over all the earth. For the Chief Musician. On an instrument of Gath. A Psalm by the sons of Korah.

Your fierce wrath has gone over me. Your terrors have cut me off.

For the wind passes over it, and it is gone. Its place remembers it no more.

Yahweh has established his throne in the heavens. His kingdom rules over all.

You have set a boundary that they may not pass over; that they don't turn again to cover the earth.

He gave them into the hand of the nations. Those who hated them ruled over them.

Be exalted, God, above the heavens! Let your glory be over all the earth.

Moab is my wash pot. I will toss my sandal on Edom. I will shout over Philistia."

Set a wicked man over him. Let an adversary stand at his right hand.

Yah has punished me severely, but he has not given me over to death.

Establish my footsteps in your word. Don't let any iniquity have dominion over me.

then the waters would have overwhelmed us, the stream would have gone over our soul;

then the proud waters would have gone over our soul.

For the scepter of wickedness won't remain over the allotment of the righteous; so that the righteous won't use their hands to do evil.

Unless Yahweh builds the house, they labor in vain who build it. Unless Yahweh watches over the city, the watchman guards it in vain.

Yahweh is good to all. His tender mercies are over all his works.