but his delight is in Yahweh's law. On his law he meditates day and night.

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

For Yahweh knows the way of the righteous, but the way of the wicked shall perish.

But you, Yahweh, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.

But know that Yahweh has set apart for himself him who is godly: Yahweh will hear when I call to him.

Stand in awe, and don't sin. Search your own heart on your bed, and be still. Selah.

Offer the sacrifices of righteousness. Put your trust in Yahweh.

You have put gladness in my heart, more than when their grain and their new wine are increased.

But as for me, in the abundance of your loving kindness I will come into your house. I will bow toward your holy temple in reverence of you.

But let all those who take refuge in you rejoice, Let them always shout for joy, because you defend them. Let them also who love your name be joyful in you.

My soul is also in great anguish. But you, Yahweh -- how long?

I am weary with my groaning. Every night I flood my bed. I drench my couch with my tears.

Oh let the wickedness of the wicked come to an end, but establish the righteous; their minds and hearts are searched by the righteous God.

He has dug a hole, and has fallen into the pit which he made.

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

But Yahweh reigns forever. He has prepared his throne for judgment.

Those who know your name will put their trust in you, for you, Yahweh, have not forsaken those who seek you.

The nations have sunk down in the pit that they made. In the net which they hid, their own foot is taken.

Put them in fear, Yahweh. Let the nations know that they are only men. Selah.

But you do see trouble and grief. You consider it to take it into your hand. You help the victim and the fatherless.

Yahweh examines the righteous, but the wicked and him who loves violence his soul hates.

But I trust in your loving kindness. My heart rejoices in your salvation.

In whose eyes a vile man is despised, but who honors those who fear Yahweh; he who keeps an oath even when it hurts, and doesn't change;

They came on me in the day of my calamity, but Yahweh was my support.

For all his ordinances were before me. I didn't put away his statutes from me.

For you will save the afflicted people, but the haughty eyes you will bring down.

They cried, but there was none to save; even to Yahweh, but he didn't answer them.

Then I beat them small as the dust before the wind. I cast them out as the mire of the streets.

Some trust in chariots, and some in horses, but we trust the name of Yahweh our God.

They are bowed down and fallen, but we rise up, and stand upright.

My God, I cry in the daytime, but you don't answer; in the night season, and am not silent.

But you are holy, you who inhabit the praises of Israel.

But I am a worm, and no man; a reproach of men, and despised by the people.

But you brought me out of the womb. You made me trust at my mother's breasts.

But don't be far off, Yahweh. You are my help: hurry to help me.

For he has not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the afflicted, Neither has he hidden his face from him; but when he cried to him, he heard.

But as for me, I will walk in my integrity. Redeem me, and be merciful to me.

Don't hide your face from me. Don't put your servant away in anger. You have been my help. Don't abandon me, neither forsake me, God of my salvation.

To you, Yahweh, I call. My rock, don't be deaf to me; lest, if you are silent to me, I would become like those who go down into the pit.

Don't draw me away with the wicked, with the workers of iniquity who speak peace with their neighbors, but mischief is in their hearts.

Yahweh, you have brought up my soul from Sheol. You have kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.

For his anger is but for a moment. His favor is for a lifetime. Weeping may stay for the night, but joy comes in the morning.

You, Yahweh, when you favored me, made my mountain stand strong; but when you hid your face, I was troubled.

"What profit is there in my destruction, if I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise you? Shall it declare your truth?

I hate those who regard lying vanities, but I trust in Yahweh.

But I trust in you, Yahweh. I said, "You are my God."

Don't be like the horse, or like the mule, which have no understanding, who are controlled by bit and bridle, or else they will not come near to you.

Many sorrows come to the wicked, but loving kindness shall surround him who trusts in Yahweh.

The young lions do lack, and suffer hunger, but those who seek Yahweh shall not lack any good thing.

Many are the afflictions of the righteous, but Yahweh delivers him out of them all.

For without cause they have hidden their net in a pit for me. Without cause they have dug a pit for my soul.

But as for me, when they were sick, my clothing was sackcloth. I afflicted my soul with fasting. My prayer returned into my own bosom.

But in my adversity, they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together. The attackers gathered themselves together against me, and I didn't know it. They tore at me, and didn't cease.

For they don't speak peace, but they devise deceitful words against those who are quiet in the land.

He plots iniquity on his bed. He sets himself in a way that is not good. He doesn't abhor evil.

For evildoers shall be cut off, but those who wait for Yahweh shall inherit the land.

But the humble shall inherit the land, and shall delight themselves in the abundance of peace.

For the arms of the wicked shall be broken, but Yahweh upholds the righteous.

But the wicked shall perish. The enemies of Yahweh shall be like the beauty of the fields. They will vanish -- vanish like smoke.

The wicked borrow, and don't pay back, but the righteous give generously.

For Yahweh loves justice, and doesn't forsake his saints. They are preserved forever, but the children of the wicked shall be cut off.

But he passed away, and behold, he was not. Yes, I sought him, but he could not be found.

But the salvation of the righteous is from Yahweh. He is their stronghold in the time of trouble.

But I, as a deaf man, don't hear. I am as a mute man who doesn't open his mouth.

But my enemies are vigorous and many. Those who hate me without reason are numerous.

When you rebuke and correct man for iniquity, You consume his wealth like a moth. Surely every man is but a breath." Selah.

He brought me up also out of a horrible pit, out of the miry clay. He set my feet on a rock, and gave me a firm place to stand.

He has put a new song in my mouth, even praise to our God. Many shall see it, and fear, and shall trust in Yahweh.

But I am poor and needy. May the Lord think about me. You are my help and my deliverer. Don't delay, my God. For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David.

Yahweh will sustain him on his sickbed, and restore him from his bed of illness.

But you, Yahweh, have mercy on me, and raise me up, that I may repay them.

You drove out the nations with your hand, but you planted them. You afflicted the peoples, but you spread them abroad.

For they didn't get the land in possession by their own sword, neither did their own arm save them; but your right hand, and your arm, and the light of your face, because you were favorable to them.

But you have saved us from our adversaries, and have shamed those who hate us.

But now you rejected us, and brought us to dishonor, and don't go out with our armies.

But man, despite his riches, doesn't endure. He is like the animals that perish.

But God will redeem my soul from the power of Sheol, for he will receive me. Selah.

But to the wicked God says, "What right do you have to declare my statutes, that you have taken my covenant on your lips,

"Behold, this is the man who didn't make God his strength, but trusted in the abundance of his riches, and strengthened himself in his wickedness."

But as for me, I am like a green olive tree in God's house. I trust in God's loving kindness forever and ever.

There they were in great fear, where no fear was, for God has scattered the bones of him who encamps against you. You have put them to shame, because God has rejected them.

But it was you, a man like me, my companion, and my familiar friend.

His mouth was smooth as butter, but his heart was war. His words were softer than oil, yet they were drawn swords.

But you, God, will bring them down into the pit of destruction. Bloodthirsty and deceitful men shall not live out half their days, but I will trust in you. For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "Silent Dove in Distant Lands." A poem by David, when the Philistines seized him in Gath.

When I am afraid, I will put my trust in you.

In God, I praise his word. In God, I put my trust. I will not be afraid. What can flesh do to me?

You number my wanderings. You put my tears into your bottle. Aren't they in your book?

I have put my trust in God. I will not be afraid. What can man do to me?

They have prepared a net for my steps. My soul is bowed down. They dig a pit before me. They fall into its midst themselves. Selah.

But you, Yahweh, laugh at them. You scoff at all the nations.

But I will sing of your strength. Yes, I will sing aloud of your loving kindness in the morning. For you have been my high tower, a refuge in the day of my distress.

They fully intend to throw him down from his lofty place. They delight in lies. They bless with their mouth, but they curse inwardly. Selah.

when I remember you on my bed, and think about you in the night watches.

But those who seek my soul, to destroy it, shall go into the lower parts of the earth.

But the king shall rejoice in God. Everyone who swears by him will praise him, for the mouth of those who speak lies shall be silenced. For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David.

But God will shoot at them. They will be suddenly struck down with an arrow.

Sins overwhelmed me, but you atoned for our transgressions.

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

But most certainly, God has listened. He has heard the voice of my prayer.

But let the righteous be glad. Let them rejoice before God. Yes, let them rejoice with gladness.