The evil-doers are not so; but are like the dust from the grain, which the wind takes away.

Why are the nations so violently moved, and why are the thoughts of the people so foolish?

I will make clear the Lord's decision: he has said to me, You are my son, this day have I given you being.

They will be ruled by you with a rod of iron; they will be broken like a potter's vessel.

So now be wise, you kings: take his teaching, you judges of the earth.

See how the Lord has made great his mercy for me; the Lord will give ear to my cry.

There are numbers who say, Who will do us any good? the light of his face has gone from us.

So that he may not come rushing on my soul like a lion, wounding it, while there is no one to be my saviour.

O let the evil of the evil-doer come to an end, but give strength to the upright: for men's minds and hearts are tested by the God of righteousness.

You have made clear your strength even out of the mouths of babies at the breast, because of those who are against you; so that you may put to shame the cruel and violent man.

When I see your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have put in their places;

The birds of the air and the fish of the sea, and whatever goes through the deep waters of the seas.

Have mercy on me, O Lord, and see how I am troubled by my haters; let me be lifted up from the doors of death;

So that I may make clear all your praise in the house of the daughter of Zion: I will be glad because of your salvation.

Put them in fear, O Lord, so that the nations may see that they are only men. (Selah.)

His ways are ever fixed; your decisions are higher than he may see: as for his haters, they are as nothing to him.

He says in his heart, God has no memory of me: his face is turned away; he will never see it.

To give decision for the child without a father and for the broken-hearted, so that the man of the earth may no longer be feared.

In the Lord put I my faith; how will you say to my soul, Go in flight like a bird to the mountain?

See, the bows of the evil-doers are bent, they make ready their arrows on the cord, so that they may send them secretly against the upright in heart.

The Lord is in his holy Temple, the Lord's seat is in heaven; his eyes are watching and testing the children of men.

For the Lord is upright; he is a lover of righteousness: the upright will see his face.

Let my voice come before you, and give me an answer, O Lord my God; let your light be shining on me, so that the sleep of death may not overtake me;

And he who is against me may not say, I have overcome him; and those who are troubling me may not be glad when I am moved.

The Lord was looking down from heaven on the children of men, to see if there were any who had wisdom, searching after God.

For you will not let my soul be prisoned in the underworld; you will not let your loved one see the place of death.

I will send up my cry to the Lord, who is to be praised; so will I be made safe from those who are against me.

The heavens were bent, so that he might come down; and it was dark under his feet.

He who is holy will see that you are holy; but to the man whose way is not straight you will be a hard judge.

He makes my hands expert in war, so that a bow of brass is bent by my arms.

You have made my steps wide under me, so that my feet are kept from slipping.

I will give them wounds, so that they are not able to get up: they are stretched under my feet.

By you their backs are turned in flight, so that my haters are cut off.

May he give you your heart's desire, and put all your purposes into effect.

You have given him his heart's desire, and have not kept back the request of his lips. (Selah.)

Be lifted up, O Lord, in your strength; so will we make songs in praise of your power.

My God, my God, why are you turned away from me? why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my crying?

I am laughed at by all those who see me: pushing out their lips and shaking their heads they say,

But it was you who took care of me from the day of my birth: you gave me faith even from my mother's breasts.

I was in your hands even before my birth; you are my God from the time when I was in my mother's body.

I saw their mouths wide open, like lions crying after food.

I am able to see all my bones; their looks are fixed on me:

Be my saviour from the lion's mouth; let me go free from the horns of the cruel oxen.

For the kingdom is the Lord's; he is the ruler among the nations.

The earth is the Lord's, with all its wealth; the world and all the people living in it.

Good and upright is the Lord: so he will be the teacher of sinners in the way.

See how those who are against me are increased, for bitter is their hate of me.

Put me in the scales, O Lord, so that I may be tested; let the fire make clean my thoughts and my heart.

I will make my hands clean from sin; so will I go round your altar, O Lord;

One prayer have I made to the Lord, and this is my heart's desire; that I may have a place in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, looking on his glory, and getting wisdom in his Temple.

For in the time of trouble he will keep me safe in his tent: in the secret place of his tent he will keep me from men's eyes; high on a rock he will put me.

My cry goes up to you, O Lord, my Rock; do not keep back your answer from me, so that I may not become like those who go down into the underworld.

Do not take me away with the sinners and the workers of evil, who say words of peace to their neighbours, but evil is in their hearts.

Because of all those who are against me, I have become a word of shame to my neighbours; a cause of shaking the head and a fear to my friends: those who saw me in the street went in flight from me.

I have gone from men's minds and memory like a dead man; I am like a broken vessel.

Let your servant see the light of your face; in your mercy be my saviour.

Let the false lips be shut, which say evil against the upright, looking down on him in their pride.

He makes the waters of the sea come together in a mass; he keeps the deep seas in store-houses.

The Lord's purpose is eternal, the designs of his heart go on through all the generations of man.

A king's salvation is not in the power of his army; a strong man does not get free by his great strength.

See, the eye of the Lord is on those in whose hearts is the fear of him, on those whose hope is in his mercy;

My soul will say great things of the Lord: the poor in spirit will have knowledge of it and be glad.

This poor man's cry came before the Lord, and he gave him salvation from all his troubles.

By experience you will see that the Lord is good; happy is the man who has faith in him.

Keep yourselves in the fear of the Lord, all you his saints; for those who do so will have no need of anything.

What man has a love of life, and a desire that his days may be increased so that he may see good?

Take up your spear and keep back my attackers; say to my soul, I am your salvation.

All my bones will say, Lord, who is like you? The saviour of the poor man from the hands of the strong, of him who is poor and in need from him who takes his goods.

For they do not say words of peace; in their deceit they are designing evil things against the quiet ones in the land.

Let them not say in their hearts, So we will have it: let them not say, We have put an end to him.

Let those who are on my side give cries of joy; let them ever say, The Lord be praised, for he has pleasure in the peace of his servant.

For with you is the fountain of life: in your light we will see light.

So will your delight be in the Lord, and he will give you your heart's desires.

Be waiting for the Lord, and keep his way; and you will be lifted up, and have the land for your heritage: when the evil-doers are cut off, you will see it.

I said, I will give attention to my ways, so that my tongue may do no wrong; I will keep my mouth under control, while the sinner is before me.

Lord, give me knowledge of my end, and of the measure of my days, so that I may see how feeble I am.

You have made my days no longer than a hand's measure; and my years are nothing in your eyes; truly, every man is but a breath. (Selah.)

By the weight of your wrath against man's sin, the glory of his form is wasted away; truly every man is but a breath. (Selah.)

Let your wrath be turned away from me, so that I may be comforted, before I go away from here, and become nothing.

O Lord my God, great are the wonders which you have done in your thought for us; it is not possible to put them out in order before you; when I would give an account of them, their number is greater than I may say.

Then I said, See, I come; it is recorded of me in the roll of the book,

For unnumbered evils are round about me; my sins have overtaken me, so that I am bent down with their weight; they are more than the hairs of my head, my strength is gone because of them.

Let those who say to me, Aha, aha! be surprised because of their shame.

Let all those who are looking for you be glad and have joy in you; let the lovers of your salvation ever say, May the Lord be great.

My haters say evil against me, When will he be dead, and his name come to an end?

If one comes to see me, deceit is in his heart; he keeps a store of evil, which he makes public in every place.

They say, He has an evil disease, which will not let him go: and now that he is down he will not get up again.

But you, O Lord, have mercy on me, lifting me up, so that I may give them their punishment.

By this I see that you have pleasure in me, because my hater does not overcome me.

May the Lord God of Israel be praised, through eternal days and for ever. So be it. So be it.

Like the desire of the roe for the water-streams, so is my soul's desire for you, O God.

My soul is dry for need of God, the living God; when may I come and see the face of God?

My soul is crushed down in me, so I will keep you in mind; from the land of Jordan and of the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.

I will say to God my Rock, Why have you let me go from your memory? why do I go in sorrow because of the attacks of my haters?

The cruel words of my haters are like a crushing of my bones; when they say to me every day, Where is your God?

Your arrows are sharp in the heart of the king's haters; because of them the peoples are falling under you.

You have been a lover of righteousness and a hater of evil: and so God, your God, has put the oil of joy on your head, lifting you high over all other kings.

Your robes are full of the smell of all sorts of perfumes and spices; music from the king's ivory houses has made you glad.

O daughter, give thought and attention, and let your ear be open; no longer keep in mind your people, and your father's house;

So will the king have a great desire for you, seeing how beautiful you are; because he is your lord, give him honour.