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

"Let's break their bonds apart, and cast their cords from us."

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

The birds of the sky, the fish of the sea, and whatever passes through the paths of the seas.

Have mercy on me, Yahweh. See my affliction by those who hate me, and lift me up from the gates of death;

Why does the wicked person condemn God, and say in his heart, "God won't call me into account?"

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

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

For Yahweh is righteous. He loves righteousness. The upright shall see his face. For the Chief Musician; upon an eight-stringed lyre. A Psalm of David.

Lest my enemy say, "I have prevailed against him;" Lest my adversaries rejoice when I fall.

Yahweh looked down from heaven on the children of men, to see if there were any who did understand, who did seek after God.

As for me, I shall see your face in righteousness. I shall be satisfied, when I awake, with seeing your form. For the Chief Musician. By David the servant of Yahweh, who spoke to Yahweh the words of this song in the day that Yahweh delivered him from the hand of all his enemies, and from the hand of Saul. He said,

I will strike them through, so that they will not be able to rise. They shall fall under my feet.

May He grant you your heart's desire, and fulfill all your counsel.

You have given him his heart's desire, and have not withheld the request of his lips. Selah.

Be exalted, Yahweh, in your strength, so we will sing and praise your power. For the Chief Musician; set to "The Doe of the Morning." A Psalm by David.

All those who see me mock me. They insult me with their lips. They shake their heads, saying,

I was thrown on you from my mother's womb. You are my God since my mother bore me.

Save me from the lion's mouth! Yes, from the horns of the wild oxen, you have answered me.

I will wash my hands in innocence, so I will go about your altar, Yahweh;

Yahweh's voice strikes with flashes of lightning.

Yahweh's voice shakes the wilderness. Yahweh shakes the wilderness of Kadesh.

Yahweh's voice makes the deer calve, and strips the forests bare. In his temple everything says, "Glory!"

For you are my rock and my fortress, therefore for your name's sake lead me and guide me.

Because of all my adversaries I have become utterly contemptible to my neighbors, A fear to my acquaintances. Those who saw me on the street fled from me.

He gathers the waters of the sea together as a heap. He lays up the deeps in storehouses.

Let them be as chaff before the wind, Yahweh's angel driving them on.

All my bones shall say, "Yahweh, who is like you, who delivers the poor from him who is too strong for him; yes, the poor and the needy from him who robs him?"

Don't let them say in their heart, "Aha! That's the way we want it!" Don't let them say, "We have swallowed him up!"

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!"

Wait for Yahweh, and keep his way, and he will exalt you to inherit the land. When the wicked are cut off, you shall see it.

Mark the perfect man, and see the upright, for there is a future for the man of peace.

For innumerable evils have surrounded me. My iniquities have overtaken me, so that I am not able to look up. They are more than the hairs of my head. My heart has failed me.

Let all those who seek you rejoice and be glad in you. Let such as love your salvation say continually, "Let Yahweh be exalted!"

If he comes to see me, he speaks falsehood. His heart gathers iniquity to itself. When he goes abroad, he tells it.

"An evil disease," they say, "has afflicted him. Now that he lies he shall rise up no more."

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

Your arrows are sharp. The nations fall under you, with arrows in the heart of the king's enemies.

With gladness and rejoicing they shall be led. They shall enter into the king's palace.

Come, see Yahweh's works, what desolations he has made in the earth.

They saw it, then they were amazed. They were dismayed. They hurried away.

As we have heard, so we have seen, in the city of Yahweh of Armies, in the city of our God. God will establish it forever. Selah.

As is your name, God, so is your praise to the ends of the earth. Your right hand is full of righteousness.

That he should live on forever, that he should not see corruption.

he shall go to the generation of his fathers. They shall never see the light.

Whoever offers the sacrifice of thanksgiving glorifies me, and prepares his way so that I will show God's salvation to him." For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David, when Nathan the prophet came to him, after he had gone in to Bathsheba.

Then you will delight in the sacrifices of righteousness, in burnt offerings and in whole burnt offerings. Then they will offer bulls on your altar. For the Chief Musician. A contemplation by David, when Doeg the Edomite came and told Saul, "David has come to Abimelech's house."

The righteous also will see it, and fear, and laugh at him, saying,

so that men shall say, "Most certainly there is a reward for the righteous. Most certainly there is a God who judges the earth." For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "Do Not Destroy." A poem by David, when Saul sent, and they watched the house to kill him.

Behold, they spew with their mouth. Swords are in their lips, "For," they say, "who hears us?"

So that your beloved may be delivered, save with your right hand, and answer us.

You will prolong the king's life; his years shall be for generations.

He shall be enthroned in God's presence forever. Appoint your loving kindness and truth, that they may preserve him.

So I will sing praise to your name forever, that I may fulfill my vows daily. For the Chief Musician. To Jeduthan. A Psalm by David.

So I have seen you in the sanctuary, watching your power and your glory.