I declare concerning a statute: Jehovah said unto me, 'My Son Thou art, I to-day have brought thee forth.

Thou dost rule them with a sceptre of iron, As a vessel of a potter Thou dost crush them.'

And Thou, O Jehovah, art a shield for me, My honour, and lifter up of my head.

Rise, O Jehovah! save me, my God. Because Thou hast smitten All mine enemies on the cheek. The teeth of the wicked Thou hast broken.

To the Overseer with Stringed Instruments. -- A Psalm of David. In my calling answer Thou me, O God of my righteousness. In adversity Thou gavest enlargement to me; Favour me, and hear my prayer.

There are many that say, Who will show us any good? LORD, lift thou upon us the light of thy countenance.

Thou hast given joy in my heart, From the time their corn and their wine Have been multiplied.

In peace together I lie down and sleep, For Thou, O Jehovah, alone, In confidence dost cause me to dwell!

To my words, give ear, O Yahweh, Understand thou my softly murmured prayer:

O hearken thou unto the voice of my petition, my King and my God; for unto thee will I make my prayer.

Jehovah, at morning Thou hearest my voice, At morning I set in array for Thee, And I look out.

For not a God desiring wickedness art Thou, Evil inhabiteth Thee not.

The boastful station not themselves before Thine eyes: Thou hast hated all working iniquity.

Thou destroyest those speaking lies, A man of blood and deceit Jehovah doth abominate.

Destroy thou them, O God; let them fall by their own counsels; cast them out in the multitude of their transgressions; for they have rebelled against thee.

And rejoice do all trusting in Thee, To the age they sing, and Thou coverest them over, And those loving Thy name exult in Thee.

For Thou blessest the righteous, O Jehovah, As a buckler with favour dost compass him!

To the overseer upon the stringed instruments upon the octave, chanting of David. O Jehovah, not in thine anger wilt thou correct me, and not in thy wrath wilt thou chastise me.

And my soul hath been troubled greatly, And Thou, O Jehovah, till when?

Rise, O Jehovah, in Thine anger, Be lifted up at the wrath of mine adversaries, And awake Thou for me: Judgment Thou hast commanded:

And a company of peoples compass Thee, And over it on high turn Thou back,

Let, I pray Thee be ended the evil of the wicked, And establish Thou the righteous, And a trier of hearts and reins is the righteous God.

{To the Chanter upon Gittith, a Psalm of David} O LORD our governour; how excellent is thy name in all the world; thou hast set thy glory above the heavens!

From the mouths of infants and sucklings Thou hast founded strength, Because of Thine adversaries, To still an enemy and a self-avenger.

For I see Thy heavens, a work of Thy fingers, Moon and stars that Thou didst establish.

What is man that Thou rememberest him? The son of man that Thou inspectest him?

For thou hast made him a little lower than the angels, and hast crowned him with glory and honour.

Thou dost cause him to rule Over the works of Thy hands, All Thou hast placed under his feet.

I will be glad and rejoice in thee: I will sing praise to thy name, O thou most High.

For Thou hast done my judgment and my right. Thou hast sat on a throne, A judge of righteousness.

Thou hast rebuked nations, Thou hast destroyed the wicked, Their name Thou hast blotted out to the age and for ever.

O thou Enemy, Finished have been destructions for ever, As to cities thou hast plucked up, Perished hath their memorial with them.

They trust in Thee who do know Thy name, For Thou hast not forsaken Those seeking Thee, O Jehovah.

Favour me, O Jehovah, See mine affliction by those hating me, Thou who liftest me up from the gates of death,

Why, Jehovah, dost Thou stand at a distance? Thou dost hide in times of adversity,

Arise, O Jehovah; O God, lift up thine hand: thou wilt not forget the poor.

Wherefore doth the wicked contemn God? he hath said in his heart, Thou wilt not require it.

Thou hast seen, For Thou perverseness and anger beholdest; By giving into Thy hand, On Thee doth the afflicted leave it, Of the fatherless Thou hast been an helper.

Break thou the arm of the wicked and the evil man: seek out his wickedness till thou find none.

The desire of the humble Thou hast heard, O Jehovah. Thou preparest their heart; Thou causest Thine ear to attend,

Thou, O Jehovah, dost preserve them, Thou keepest us from this generation to the age.

To the Overseer. -- A Psalm of David. Till when, O Jehovah, Dost Thou forget me? -- for ever? Till when dost Thou hide Thy face from me?

How long, O Jehovah, wilt thou wholly forget me? how long wilt thou hide thy face from me?

Thou hast said to Jehovah, 'My Lord Thou art;' My good is not for thine own sake;

To the saints that are on the earth, and to the excellent thou hast said, In them is all my delight.

Jehovah is the portion of my share, and of my cup, Thou -- Thou dost uphold my lot.

For Thou dost not leave my soul to Sheol, Nor givest thy saintly one to see corruption.

Thou causest me to know the path of life; Fulness of joys is with Thy presence, Pleasant things by Thy right hand for ever!

Thou hast proved my heart, Thou hast inspected by night, Thou hast tried me, Thou findest nothing; My thoughts pass not over my mouth.

When thou holdest my goings in thy paths, my footsteps slip not.

I -- I called Thee, for Thou dost answer me, O God, incline Thine ear to me, hear my speech.

Shew thy marvellous lovingkindness, O thou that savest by thy right hand them which put their trust in thee from those that rise up against them.

Keep me as the apple, the daughter of the eye; In shadow of Thy wings thou dost hide me.

From men, Thy hand, O Jehovah, From men of the world, their portion is in life, And with Thy hidden things Thou fillest their belly, They are satisfied with sons; And have left their abundance to their sucklings.

With the kind Thou showest Thyself kind, With a perfect man showest Thyself perfect.

With the pure Thou showest Thyself pure, And with the perverse showest Thyself a wrestler,

For Thou a poor people savest, And the eyes of the high causest to fall.

For Thou -- Thou lightest my lamp, Jehovah my God enlighteneth my darkness.

And Thou givest to me the shield of Thy salvation, And Thy right hand doth support me, And Thy lowliness maketh me great.

Thou enlargest my step under me, And mine ankles have not slidden.

And Thou girdest me with strength for battle, Causest my withstanders to bow under me.

As to mine enemies -- Thou hast given to me the neck, As to those hating me -- I cut them off.

Thou dost deliver me From the strivings of the people, Thou placest me for a head of nations, A people I have not known do serve me.

My deliverer from mine enemies, Above my withstanders Thou raisest me, From a man of violence dost deliver me.

Who can understand his errors? cleanse thou me from secret faults.

The desire of his heart Thou gavest to him, And the request of his lips Thou hast not withheld. Selah.

For Thou puttest before him blessings of goodness, Thou settest on his head a crown of fine gold.

Life he hath asked from Thee, Thou hast given to him -- length of days, Age-during -- and for ever.

Great is his honour in Thy salvation, Honour and majesty Thou placest on him.

For Thou makest him blessings for ever, Thou dost cause him to rejoice with joy, By Thy countenance.

Thou makest them as a furnace of fire, At the time of Thy presence. Jehovah in His anger doth swallow them, And fire doth devour them.

Their fruit from earth Thou destroyest, And their seed from the sons of men.

For Thou makest them a butt, When Thy strings Thou preparest against their faces.

Be Thou exalted, O Jehovah in, Thy strength, We sing and we praise Thy might!

To the Overseer, on 'The Hind of the Morning.' -- A Psalm of David. My God, my God, why hast Thou forsaken me? Far from my salvation, The words of my roaring?

My God, I call by day, and Thou answerest not, And by night, and there is no silence to me.

And Thou art holy, Sitting -- the Praise of Israel.

In Thee did our fathers trust -- they trusted, And Thou dost deliver them.

For thou art He bringing me forth from the womb, Causing me to trust, On the breasts of my mother.

On Thee I have been cast from the womb, From the belly of my mother Thou art my God.

Thou wilt not remove far from me, for straits draw near; for none helping.

My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.

And to the dust of death thou appointest me, For surrounded me have dogs, A company of evil doers have compassed me, Piercing my hands and my feet.

And Thou, O Jehovah, be not far off, O my strength, to help me haste.

Save me from the mouth of a lion: -- And -- from the horns of the high places Thou hast answered me!

Also -- when I walk in a valley of death-shade, I fear no evil, for Thou art with me, Thy rod and Thy staff -- they comfort me.

Thou arrangest before me a table, Over-against my adversaries, Thou hast anointed with oil my head, My cup is full!

Thy ways, O Jehovah, cause me to know, Thy paths teach Thou me.

Cause me to tread in Thy truth, and teach me, For Thou art the God of my salvation, Near Thee I have waited all the day.

Sins of my youth, and my transgressions, Do not Thou remember. According to Thy kindness be mindful of me, For Thy goodness' sake, O Jehovah.

For Thy name's sake, O Jehovah, Thou hast pardoned mine iniquity, for it is great.

Turn Thou unto me, and favour me, For lonely and afflicted am I.

The troubles of my heart are enlarged: O bring thou me out of my distresses.

{A Psalm of David} Be thou my Judge, O LORD, for I walk innocently. My trust hath been also in the LORD; therefore shall I not fall.

Thou wilt not gather my soul with the sinning, and my life with men of bloods:

When thou saidst, Seek ye my face; my heart said unto thee, Thy face, LORD, will I seek.

Hide not thy face far from me; put not thy servant away in anger: thou hast been my help; leave me not, neither forsake me, O God of my salvation.

Thou wilt not give me to the soul of him pressing me, for witnesses of falsehood rose up against me, and violence will blow.

Wait for Jehovah: Be strong, and let thy heart take courage; Yea, wait thou for Jehovah.

{A Psalm of David.} Unto thee will I cry, O LORD my rock; be not silent to me: lest, if thou be silent to me, I become like them that go down into the pit.