Therefore my heart is glad and my glory [my innermost self] rejoices;
My body too will dwell [confidently] in safety,

He reached from on high, He took me;
He drew me out of many waters.

He rescued me from my strong enemy,
And from those who hated me, for they were too strong for me.

Yet You are He who pulled me out of the womb;
You made me trust when on my mother’s breasts.

All my bones will say, “Lord, who is like You,
Who rescues the afflicted from him who is too strong for him [to resist alone],
And the afflicted and the needy from him who robs him?”

For my iniquities have gone over my head [like the waves of a flood];
As a heavy burden they weigh too much for me.

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

They saw it, then they were amazed;
They were stricken with terror, they fled in alarm.

Panic seized them there,
And pain, as that of a woman in childbirth.

For the ransom of his soul is too costly,
And he should cease trying forever—

I was brought forth in [a state of] wickedness;
In sin my mother conceived me [and from my beginning I, too, was sinful].

From the end of the earth I call to You, when my heart is overwhelmed and weak;
Lead me to the rock that is higher than I [a rock that is too high to reach without Your help].

Upon You have I relied and been sustained from my birth;
You are He who took me from my mother’s womb and You have been my benefactor from that day.
My praise is continually of You.

When I considered how to understand this,
It was too great an effort for me and too painful

He also chose David His servant
And took him from the sheepfolds;

You cleared away the ground before it,
And it took deep root and filled the land.

Too long my soul has had its dwelling
With those who hate peace.

Lord, my heart is not proud, nor my eyes haughty;
Nor do I involve myself in great matters,
Or in things too difficult for me.

Such [infinite] knowledge is too wonderful for me;
It is too high [above me], I cannot reach it.

Your eyes have seen my unformed substance;
And in Your book were all written
The days that were appointed for me,
When as yet there was not one of them [even taking shape].