The LORD has heard my plea; the LORD receives my prayer.

Their eyes secretly watch the helpless, lying in wait like a lion in his den. They lie in wait to catch the afflicted. They catch the afflicted when they pull him into their net.

LORD, hear my just plea! Pay attention to my cry! Listen to my prayer, since it does not come from lying lips.

When I said in my panic, "I have been cut off in your sight," then you surely heard the voice of my prayer in my plea to you for help.

With the lyre, give thanks to the LORD; with the ten stringed harp, play music to him;

with a new song, sing to him; with shouts of joy, play skillfully.

He summoned the heavens above and the earth below, to sit in judgment on his people.

I will no longer accept a sacrificial bull from your household; nor goats from your pens.

My heart is committed, God, my heart is committed, so I will sing and play music.

I will exalt you among the nations, Lord. I will play music among the nations.

Sing a song and play the tambourine, the pleasant-sounding lyre along with the harp.

Blow the ram's horn when there is a New Moon, when there is a full moon, on our festival day,

Then singers, as they play their instruments, will declare, "All my roots are in you." A song. A psalm by the descendants of Korah. According to . An instruction by Heman the Ezrahite.

They exchanged their glory with the image of a grass-eating bull.

For they adopted the worship of Baal Peor and ate sacrifices offered to the dead.

He turns a desert into a pool of water, dry land into springs of water.

He lifts the poor person from the dust, raising the needy from the trash pile

who turned the rock into a pool of water, the flinty rock into flowing springs.

God, I will sing a new song to you. On a harp of ten strings I will play to you

He sends out his word and melts them. He makes his wind blow and the water flows.