He sent from on high. He took me. He drew me out of many waters.

He delivered me from my strong enemy, from those who hated me; for they were too mighty for me.

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?"

For he flatters himself in his own eyes, too much to detect and hate his sin.

For my iniquities have gone over my head. As a heavy burden, they are too heavy for me.

Trembling took hold of them there, pain, as of a woman in travail.

We took sweet fellowship together. We walked in God's house with company.

I have relied on you from the womb. You are he who took me out of my mother's womb. I will always praise you.

When I tried to understand this, it was too painful for me;

He also chose David his servant, and took him from the sheepfolds;

You cleared the ground for it. It took deep root, and filled the land.

You answered them, Yahweh our God. You are a God who forgave them, although you took vengeance for their doings.

He gave them the lands of the nations. They took the labor of the peoples in possession,

My soul has had her dwelling too long with him who hates peace.

Yahweh, my heart isn't haughty, nor my eyes lofty; nor do I concern myself with great matters, or things too wonderful for me.