‘Ask of Me, and I will surely give the nations as Your inheritance,
And the very ends of the earth as Your possession.

The enemy has come to an end in perpetual ruins,
And You have uprooted the cities;
The very memory of them has perished.

Let destruction come upon him unawares,
And let the net which he hid catch himself;
Into that very destruction let him fall.

For the choir director. A Psalm of the sons of Korah, set to Alamoth. A Song.
God is our refuge and strength,
A very present help in trouble.

May our God come and not keep silence;
Fire devours before Him,
And it is very tempestuous around Him.

Do not remember the iniquities of our forefathers against us;
Let Your compassion come quickly to meet us,
For we are brought very low.

How great are Your works, O Lord!
Your thoughts are very deep.

They will still yield fruit in old age;
They shall be full of sap and very green,

Bless the Lord, O my soul!
O Lord my God, You are very great;
You are clothed with splendor and majesty,

When they were only a few men in number,
Very few, and strangers in it.

And He caused His people to be very fruitful,
And made them stronger than their adversaries.

Your word is very pure,
Therefore Your servant loves it.

Remember, O Lord, against the sons of Edom
The day of Jerusalem,
Who said, “Raze it, raze it
To its very foundation.”

I will give thanks to You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
Wonderful are Your works,
And my soul knows it very well.

“Give heed to my cry,
For I am brought very low;
Deliver me from my persecutors,
For they are too strong for me.

His spirit departs, he returns to the earth;
In that very day his thoughts perish.

He sends forth His command to the earth;
His word runs very swiftly.