The kings of the earth take their stand
And the rulers take counsel together
Against the Lord and against His Anointed, saying,

“Let us tear their fetters apart
And cast away their cords from us!”

Many are saying of my soul,
“There is no deliverance for him in God.” Selah.

You have put gladness in my heart,
More than when their grain and new wine abound.

There is nothing reliable in what they say;
Their inward part is destruction itself.
Their throat is an open grave;
They flatter with their tongue.

Hold them guilty, O God;
By their own devices let them fall!
In the multitude of their transgressions thrust them out,
For they are rebellious against You.

For there is no mention of You in death;
In Sheol who will give You thanks?

Or he will tear my soul like a lion,
Dragging me away, while there is none to deliver.

O Lord my God, if I have done this,
If there is injustice in my hands,

The birds of the heavens and the fish of the sea,
Whatever passes through the paths of the seas.

You have rebuked the nations, You have destroyed the wicked;
You have blotted out their name forever and ever.

And those who know Your name will put their trust in You,
For You, O Lord, have not forsaken those who seek You.

The nations have sunk down in the pit which they have made;
In the net which they hid, their own foot has been caught.

The wicked, in the haughtiness of his countenance, does not seek Him.
All his thoughts are, “There is no God.”

O Lord, You have heard the desire of the humble;
You will strengthen their heart, You will incline Your ear

For, behold, the wicked bend the bow,
They make ready their arrow upon the string
To shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.

Upon the wicked He will rain snares;
Fire and brimstone and burning wind will be the portion of their cup.

For the choir director. A Psalm of David.
The fool has said in his heart, “There is no God.”
They are corrupt, they have committed abominable deeds;
There is no one who does good.

The Lord has looked down from heaven upon the sons of men
To see if there are any who understand,
Who seek after God.

They have all turned aside, together they have become corrupt;
There is no one who does good, not even one.

There they are in great dread,
For God is with the righteous generation.

The sorrows of those who have bartered for another god will be multiplied;
I shall not pour out their drink offerings of blood,
Nor will I take their names upon my lips.

You will make known to me the path of life;
In Your presence is fullness of joy;
In Your right hand there are pleasures forever.

They have closed their unfeeling heart,
With their mouth they speak proudly.

They have now surrounded us in our steps;
They set their eyes to cast us down to the ground.

From men with Your hand, O Lord,
From men of the world, whose portion is in this life,
And whose belly You fill with Your treasure;
They are satisfied with children,
And leave their abundance to their babes.

You have also made my enemies turn their backs to me,
And I destroyed those who hated me.

They cried for help, but there was none to save,
Even to the Lord, but He did not answer them.

Foreigners fade away,
And come trembling out of their fortresses.

For the choir director. A Psalm of David.
The heavens are telling of the glory of God;
And their expanse is declaring the work of His hands.

There is no speech, nor are there words;
Their voice is not heard.

Their line has gone out through all the earth,
And their utterances to the end of the world.
In them He has placed a tent for the sun,

Its rising is from one end of the heavens,
And its circuit to the other end of them;
And there is nothing hidden from its heat.

Moreover, by them Your servant is warned;
In keeping them there is great reward.

His glory is great through Your salvation,
Splendor and majesty You place upon him.

For the king trusts in the Lord,
And through the lovingkindness of the Most High he will not be shaken.

Their offspring You will destroy from the earth,
And their descendants from among the sons of men.

For You will make them turn their back;
You will aim with Your bowstrings at their faces.

Be not far from me, for trouble is near;
For there is none to help.

They open wide their mouth at me,
As a ravening and a roaring lion.

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

Do not drag me away with the wicked
And with those who work iniquity,
Who speak peace with their neighbors,
While evil is in their hearts.

Requite them according to their work and according to the evil of their practices;
Requite them according to the deeds of their hands;
Repay them their recompense.

The Lord is their strength,
And He is a saving defense to His anointed.

Save Your people and bless Your inheritance;
Be their shepherd also, and carry them forever.

“What profit is there in my blood, if I go down to the pit?
Will the dust praise You? Will it declare Your faithfulness?

How blessed is the man to whom the Lord does not impute iniquity,
And in whose spirit there is no deceit!

When I kept silent about my sin, my body wasted away
Through my groaning all day long.

By the word of the Lord the heavens were made,
And by the breath of His mouth all their host.

He who fashions the hearts of them all,
He who understands all their works.

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

They looked to Him and were radiant,
And their faces will never be ashamed.

O fear the Lord, you His saints;
For to those who fear Him there is no want.

The eyes of the Lord are toward the righteous
And His ears are open to their cry.

The righteous cry, and the Lord hears
And delivers them out of all their troubles.

Let their way be dark and slippery,
With the angel of the Lord pursuing them.

For without cause they hid their net for me;
Without cause they dug a pit for my soul.

Like godless jesters at a feast,
They gnashed at me with their teeth.

Lord, how long will You look on?
Rescue my soul from their ravages,
My only life from the lions.

They opened their mouth wide against me;
They said, “Aha, aha, our eyes have seen it!”

Do not let them say in their heart, “Aha, our desire!”
Do not let them say, “We have swallowed him up!”

For the choir director. A Psalm of David the servant of the Lord.
Transgression speaks to the ungodly within his heart;
There is no fear of God before his eyes.

They drink their fill of the abundance of Your house;
And You give them to drink of the river of Your delights.

There the doers of iniquity have fallen;
They have been thrust down and cannot rise.

Yet a little while and the wicked man will be no more;
And you will look carefully for his place and he will not be there.

The wicked have drawn the sword and bent their bow
To cast down the afflicted and the needy,
To slay those who are upright in conduct.

Their sword will enter their own heart,
And their bows will be broken.

The Lord knows the days of the blameless,
And their inheritance will be forever.

But the salvation of the righteous is from the Lord;
He is their strength in time of trouble.

There is no soundness in my flesh because of Your indignation;
There is no health in my bones because of my sin.

For my loins are filled with burning,
And there is no soundness in my flesh.

Many, O Lord my God, are the wonders which You have done,
And Your thoughts toward us;
There is none to compare with You.
If I would declare and speak of them,
They would be too numerous to count.

Let those be appalled because of their shame
Who say to me, “Aha, aha!”

For the choir director. A Maskil of the sons of Korah.
O God, we have heard with our ears,
Our fathers have told us
The work that You did in their days,
In the days of old.

For by their own sword they did not possess the land,
And their own arm did not save them,
But Your right hand and Your arm and the light of Your presence,
For You favored them.

Through You we will push back our adversaries;
Through Your name we will trample down those who rise up against us.

You sell Your people cheaply,
And have not profited by their sale.

There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God,
The holy dwelling places of the Most High.

Panic seized them there,
Anguish, as of a woman in childbirth.

Consider her ramparts;
Go through her palaces,
That you may tell it to the next generation.

Even those who trust in their wealth
And boast in the abundance of their riches?

For he sees that even wise men die;
The stupid and the senseless alike perish
And leave their wealth to others.

Their inner thought is that their houses are forever
And their dwelling places to all generations;
They have called their lands after their own names.

This is the way of those who are foolish,
And of those after them who approve their words. Selah.

As sheep they are appointed for Sheol;
Death shall be their shepherd;
And the upright shall rule over them in the morning,
And their form shall be for Sheol to consume
So that they have no habitation.

“Now consider this, you who forget God,
Or I will tear you in pieces, and there will be none to deliver.

For the choir director; according to Mahalath. A Maskil of David.
The fool has said in his heart, “There is no God,”
They are corrupt, and have committed abominable injustice;
There is no one who does good.

God has looked down from heaven upon the sons of men
To see if there is anyone who understands,
Who seeks after God.

Every one of them has turned aside; together they have become corrupt;
There is no one who does good, not even one.

There they were in great fear where no fear had been;
For God scattered the bones of him who encamped against you;
You put them to shame, because God had rejected them.

Confuse, O Lord, divide their tongues,
For I have seen violence and strife in the city.

Let death come deceitfully upon them;
Let them go down alive to Sheol,
For evil is in their dwelling, in their midst.

God will hear and answer them—
Even the one who sits enthroned from of old— Selah.
With whom there is no change,
And who do not fear God.

But You, O God, will bring them down to the pit of destruction;
Men of bloodshed and deceit will not live out half their days.
But I will trust in You.

All day long they distort my words;
All their thoughts are against me for evil.

My soul is among lions;
I must lie among those who breathe forth fire,
Even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows
And their tongue a sharp sword.

O God, shatter their teeth in their mouth;
Break out the fangs of the young lions, O Lord.

And men will say, “Surely there is a reward for the righteous;
Surely there is a God who judges on earth!”

Behold, they belch forth with their mouth;
Swords are in their lips,
For, they say, “Who hears?”

On account of the sin of their mouth and the words of their lips,
Let them even be caught in their pride,
And on account of curses and lies which they utter.