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.

For, behold, the wicked bend their bows. They set their arrows on the strings, that they may shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.

Keep me as the apple of your eye. Hide me under the shadow of your wings,

Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me. Your rod and your staff, they comfort me.

You have not shut me up into the hand of the enemy. You have set my feet in a large place.

Be glad in Yahweh, and rejoice, you righteous! Shout for joy, all you who are upright in heart!

Sing to him a new song. Play skillfully with a shout of joy!

Let them shout for joy and be glad, who favor my righteous cause. Yes, let them say continually, "Yahweh be magnified, who has pleasure in the prosperity of his servant!"

How precious is your loving kindness, God! The children of men take refuge under the shadow of your wings.

"Surely every man walks like a shadow. Surely they busy themselves in vain. He heaps up, and doesn't know who shall gather.

Though you have crushed us in the haunt of jackals, and covered us with the shadow of death.

Oh clap your hands, all you nations. Shout to God with the voice of triumph!

God has gone up with a shout, Yahweh with the sound of a trumpet.

Be merciful to me, God, be merciful to me, for my soul takes refuge in you. Yes, in the shadow of your wings, I will take refuge, until disaster has passed.

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

For you have been my help. I will rejoice in the shadow of your wings.

to shoot innocent men from ambushes. They shoot at him suddenly and fearlessly.

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

The pastures are covered with flocks. The valleys also are clothed with grain. They shout for joy! They also sing. For the Chief Musician. A song. A Psalm.

Make a joyful shout to God, all the earth!

Don't let the flood waters overwhelm me, neither let the deep swallow me up. Don't let the pit shut its mouth on me.

My lips shall shout for joy! My soul, which you have redeemed, sings praises to you!

Their blood they have shed like water around Jerusalem. There was no one to bury them.

The mountains were covered with its shadow. Its boughs were like God's cedars.

Sing aloud to God, our strength! Make a joyful shout to the God of Jacob!

He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.

Oh come, let's sing to Yahweh. Let's shout aloud to the rock of our salvation!

Shout for joy to Yahweh, all you lands!

My days are like a long shadow. I have withered like grass.

They shed innocent blood, even the blood of their sons and of their daughters, whom they sacrificed to the idols of Canaan. The land was polluted with blood.

Some sat in darkness and in the shadow of death, being bound in affliction and iron,

He brought them out of darkness and the shadow of death, and broke their bonds in sunder.

The upright will see it, and be glad. All the wicked will shut their mouths.

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

I fade away like an evening shadow. I am shaken off like a locust.

This is my way, that I keep your precepts. CHET

Yahweh is your keeper. Yahweh is your shade on your right hand.

Let your priest be clothed with righteousness. Let your saints shout for joy!"

Her priests I will also clothe with salvation. Her saints will shout aloud for joy.

Man is like a breath. His days are like a shadow that passes away.