Many there are who say of my soul, "There is no help for him in God." Selah.

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

Return, Yahweh. Deliver my soul, and save me for your loving kindness' sake.

lest they tear apart my soul like a lion, ripping it in pieces, while there is none to deliver.

let the enemy pursue my soul, and overtake it; yes, let him tread my life down to the earth, and lay my glory in the dust. Selah.

In Yahweh, I take refuge. How can you say to my soul, "Flee as a bird to your mountain!"

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

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

My soul, you have said to Yahweh, "You are my Lord. Apart from you I have no good thing."

For you will not leave my soul in Sheol, neither will you allow your holy one to see corruption.

Arise, Yahweh, confront him. Cast him down. Deliver my soul from the wicked by your sword;

Yahweh's law is perfect, restoring the soul. Yahweh's testimony is sure, making wise the simple.

Deliver my soul from the sword, my precious life from the power of the dog.

All the rich ones of the earth shall eat and worship. All those who go down to the dust shall bow before him, even he who can't keep his soul alive.

He restores my soul. He guides me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.

He who has clean hands and a pure heart; who has not lifted up his soul to falsehood, and has not sworn deceitfully.

To you, Yahweh, do I lift up my soul.

His soul shall dwell at ease. His seed shall inherit the land.

Oh keep my soul, and deliver me. Let me not be disappointed, for I take refuge in you.

Don't gather my soul with sinners, nor my life with bloodthirsty men;

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

I will be glad and rejoice in your loving kindness, for you have seen my affliction. You have known my soul in adversities.

Have mercy on me, Yahweh, for I am in distress. My eye, my soul, and my body waste away with grief.

to deliver their soul from death, to keep them alive in famine.

Our soul has waited for Yahweh. He is our help and our shield.

My soul shall boast in Yahweh. The humble shall hear of it, and be glad.

Yahweh redeems the soul of his servants. None of those who take refuge in him shall be condemned. By David.

Brandish the spear and block those who pursue me. Tell my soul, "I am your salvation."

Let those who seek after my soul be disappointed and brought to dishonor. Let those who plot my ruin be turned back and confounded.

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

My soul shall be joyful in Yahweh. It shall rejoice in his salvation.

They reward me evil for good, to the bereaving of 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.

Lord, how long will you look on? Rescue my soul from their destruction, my precious life from the lions.

Let them be disappointed and confounded together who seek after my soul to destroy it. Let them be turned backward and brought to dishonor who delight in my hurt.

As the deer pants for the water brooks, so my soul pants after you, God.

My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and appear before God?

These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me, how I used to go with the crowd, and led them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping a holy day.

Why are you in despair, my soul? Why are you disturbed within me? Hope in God! For I shall still praise him for the saving help of his presence.

My God, my soul is in despair within me. Therefore I remember you from the land of the Jordan, the heights of Hermon, from the hill Mizar.

Why are you in despair, my soul? Why are you disturbed within me? Hope in God! For I shall still praise him, the saving help of my countenance, and my God.

Why are you in despair, my soul? Why are you disturbed within me? Hope in God! For I shall still praise him: my Savior, my helper, and my God. For the Chief Musician. By the sons of Korah. A contemplative psalm.

For our soul is bowed down to the dust. Our body clings to the earth.

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

Though while he lived he blessed his soul -- and men praise you when you do well for yourself --

For strangers have risen up against me. Violent men have sought after my soul. They haven't set God before them. Selah.

Behold, God is my helper. The Lord is the one who sustains my soul.

He has redeemed my soul in peace from the battle that was against me, although there are many who oppose me.

For you have delivered my soul from death, and prevented my feet from falling, that I may walk before God in the light of the living. For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "Do Not Destroy." A poem by David, when he fled from Saul, in the cave.

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.

My soul is among lions. I lie among those who are set on fire, even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.

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.

For, behold, they lie in wait for my soul. The mighty gather themselves together against me, not for my disobedience, nor for my sin, Yahweh.

My soul rests in God alone. My salvation is from him.

My soul, wait in silence for God alone, for my expectation is from him.

God, you are my God. I will earnestly seek you. My soul thirsts for you. My flesh longs for you, in a dry and weary land, where there is no water.

My soul shall be satisfied as with the richest food. My mouth shall praise you with joyful lips,

My soul stays close to you. Your right hand holds me up.

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

Come, and hear, all you who fear God. I will declare what he has done for my soul.

Draw near to my soul, and redeem it. Ransom me because of my enemies.

Let them be disappointed and confounded who seek my soul. Let those who desire my ruin be turned back in disgrace.

For my enemies talk about me. Those who watch for my soul conspire together,

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

He will redeem their soul from oppression and violence. Their blood will be precious in his sight.

For my soul was grieved. I was embittered in my heart.

Don't deliver the soul of your dove to wild beasts. Don't forget the life of your poor forever.

In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord. My hand was stretched out in the night, and didn't get tired. My soul refused to be comforted.

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

My soul longs, and even faints for the courts of Yahweh. My heart and my flesh cry out for the living God.

Preserve my soul, for I am godly. You, my God, save your servant who trusts in you.

Bring joy to the soul of your servant, for to you, Lord, do I lift up my soul.

For your loving kindness is great toward me. You have delivered my soul from the lowest Sheol.

God, the proud have risen up against me. A company of violent men have sought after my soul, and they don't hold regard for you before them.

For my soul is full of troubles. My life draws near to Sheol.

Yahweh, why do you reject my soul? Why do you hide your face from me?

What man is he who shall live and not see death, who shall deliver his soul from the power of Sheol? Selah.

Unless Yahweh had been my help, my soul would have soon lived in silence.

In the multitude of my thoughts within me, your comforts delight my soul.

They gather themselves together against the soul of the righteous, and condemn the innocent blood.

Praise Yahweh, my soul! All that is within me, praise his holy name!

Praise Yahweh, my soul, and don't forget all his benefits;

Praise Yahweh, all you works of his, in all places of his dominion. Praise Yahweh, my soul!

Bless Yahweh, my soul. Yahweh, my God, you are very great. You are clothed with honor and majesty.

Let sinners be consumed out of the earth. Let the wicked be no more. Bless Yahweh, my soul. Praise Yah!

He gave them their request, but sent leanness into their soul.

Hungry and thirsty, their soul fainted in them.

For he satisfies the longing soul. He fills the hungry soul with good.

Their soul abhors all kinds of food. They draw near to the gates of death.

They mount up to the sky; they go down again to the depths. Their soul melts away because of trouble.

My heart is steadfast, God. I will sing and I will make music with my soul.

This is the reward of my adversaries from Yahweh, of those who speak evil against my soul.

For he will stand at the right hand of the needy, to save him from those who judge his soul. A Psalm by David.

Then I called on the name of Yahweh: "Yahweh, I beg you, deliver my soul."

Return to your rest, my soul, for Yahweh has dealt bountifully with you.

For you have delivered my soul from death, my eyes from tears, and my feet from falling.

My soul is consumed with longing for your ordinances at all times.

My soul is laid low in the dust. Revive me according to your word!

My soul is weary with sorrow: strengthen me according to your word.

My soul faints for your salvation. I hope in your word.