Hold them guilty, God. Let them fall by their own counsels; Thrust them out in the multitude of their transgressions, for they have rebelled against you.

His mouth is full of cursing, deceit, and oppression. Under his tongue is mischief and iniquity.

The helpless are crushed. They collapse. They fall under his strength.

In Yahweh, I take refuge. How can you say to my soul, "Flee as a bird to your mountain!"

Help, Yahweh; for the godly man ceases. For the faithful fail from among the children of men.

The wicked walk on every side, when what is vile is exalted among the sons of men. For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David.

Lest my enemy say, "I have prevailed against him;" Lest my adversaries rejoice when I fall.

The fool has said in his heart, "There is no God." They are corrupt. They have done abominable works. There is none who does good.

He who doesn't slander with his tongue, nor does evil to his friend, nor casts slurs against his fellow man;

In whose eyes a vile man is despised, but who honors those who fear Yahweh; he who keeps an oath even when it hurts, and doesn't change;

from men by your hand, Yahweh, from men of the world, whose portion is in this life. You fill the belly of your cherished ones. Your sons have plenty, and they store up wealth for their children.

He rode on a cherub, and flew. Yes, he soared on the wings of the wind.

I will strike them through, so that they will not be able to rise. They shall fall under my feet.

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

Surely goodness and loving kindness shall follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in Yahweh's house forever. A Psalm by David.

in whose hands is wickedness, their right hand is full of bribes.

When evildoers came at me to eat up my flesh, even my adversaries and my foes, they stumbled and fell.

Yahweh's voice is powerful. Yahweh's voice is full of majesty.

He loves righteousness and justice. The earth is full of the loving kindness of Yahweh.

Let destruction come on him unawares. Let his net that he has hidden catch himself. Let him fall into that destruction.

Though he stumble, he shall not fall, for Yahweh holds him up with his hand.

For I am ready to fall. My pain is continually before me.

They who also render evil for good are adversaries to me, because I follow what is good.

Your arrows are sharp. The nations fall under you, with arrows in the heart of the king's enemies.

She shall be led to the king in embroidered work. The virgins, her companions who follow her, shall be brought to you.

As is your name, God, so is your praise to the ends of the earth. Your right hand is full of righteousness.

For he sees that wise men die; likewise the fool and the senseless perish, and leave their wealth to others.

The fool has said in his heart, "There is no God." They are corrupt, and have done abominable iniquity. There is no one who does good.

They have prepared a net for my steps. My soul is bowed down. They dig a pit before me. They fall into its midst themselves. Selah.

Before your pots can feel the heat of the thorns, he will sweep away the green and the burning alike.

To you, my strength, I will sing praises. For God is my high tower, the God of my mercy. For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "The Lily of the Covenant." A teaching poem by David, when he fought with Aram Naharaim and with Aram Zobah, and Joab returned, and killed twelve thousand of Edom in the Valley of Salt.

God has spoken from his sanctuary: "I will triumph. I will divide Shechem, and measure out the valley of Succoth.

You visit the earth, and water it. You greatly enrich it. The river of God is full of water. You provide them grain, for so you have ordained it.

Let God arise! Let his enemies be scattered! Let them who hate him also flee before him.

"Kings of armies flee! They flee!" She who waits at home divides the spoil,

I am weary with my crying. My throat is dry. My eyes fail, looking for my God.

Reproach has broken my heart, and I am full of heaviness. I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; for comforters, but I found none.

My mouth will tell about your righteousness, and of your salvation all day, though I don't know its full measure.

Yes, all kings shall fall down before him. All nations shall serve him.

Honor your covenant, for haunts of violence fill the dark places of the earth.

For in the hand of Yahweh there is a cup, full of foaming wine mixed with spices. He pours it out. Indeed the wicked of the earth drink and drink it to its very dregs.

Has his loving kindness vanished forever? Does his promise fail for generations?

Man ate the bread of angels. He sent them food to the full.

He let them fall in the midst of their camp, around their habitations.

Their priests fell by the sword, and their widows couldn't weep.

Blow the trumpet at the New Moon, at the full moon, on our feast day.

I am Yahweh, your God, who brought you up out of the land of Egypt. Open your mouth wide, and I will fill it.

Nevertheless you shall die like men, and fall like one of the rulers."

Fill their faces with confusion, that they may seek your name, Yahweh.

Passing through the valley of Weeping, they make it a place of springs. Yes, the autumn rain covers it with blessings.

For my soul is full of troubles. My life draws near to Sheol.

But I will not completely take my loving kindness from him, nor allow my faithfulness to fail.

A thousand may fall at your side, and ten thousand at your right hand; but it will not come near you.

A senseless man doesn't know, neither does a fool understand this:

They will still bring forth fruit in old age. They will be full of sap and green,

For judgment will return to righteousness. All the upright in heart shall follow it.

I will set no vile thing before my eyes. I hate the deeds of faithless men. They will not cling to me.

Yahweh, how many are your works! In wisdom have you made them all. The earth is full of your riches.

Therefore he brought down their heart with labor. They fell down, and there was none to help.

God has spoken from his sanctuary: "In triumph, I will divide Shechem, and measure out the valley of Succoth.

They have hands, but they don't feel. They have feet, but they don't walk, neither do they speak through their throat.

You pushed me back hard, to make me fall, but Yahweh helped me.

The earth is full of your loving kindness, Yahweh. Teach me your statutes. TET

My eyes fail for your word. I say, "When will you comfort me?"

My eyes fail looking for your salvation, for your righteous word.

They draw near who follow after wickedness. They are far from your law.

Happy is the man who has his quiver full of them. They won't be disappointed when they speak with their enemies in the gate. A Song of Ascents.

with which the reaper doesn't fill his hand, nor he who binds sheaves, his bosom.

Where could I go from your Spirit? Or where could I flee from your presence?

Let burning coals fall on them. Let them be thrown into the fire, into miry pits, from where they never rise.

Let the wicked fall together into their own nets, while I pass by. A contemplation by David, when he was in the cave. A Prayer.

Deliver me, Yahweh, from my enemies. I flee to you to hide me.

Our barns are full, filled with all kinds of provision. Our sheep bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields.

Yahweh upholds all who fall, and raises up all those who are bowed down.

He sends out his word, and melts them. He causes his wind to blow, and the waters flow.