You prepare a feast before me in plain sight of my enemies. You refresh my head with oil; my cup is completely full.

No king is delivered by his vast army; a warrior is not saved by his great might.

When someone comes to visit, he pretends to be friendly; he thinks of ways to defame me, and when he leaves he slanders me.

You visit the earth and give it rain; you make it rich and fertile with overflowing streams full of water. You provide grain for them, for you prepare the earth to yield its crops.

Some traveled on the sea in ships, and carried cargo over the vast waters.

He executes judgment against the nations; he fills the valleys with corpses; he shatters their heads over the vast battlefield.

I hold fast to your rules. O Lord, do not let me be ashamed!

How difficult it is for me to fathom your thoughts about me, O God! How vast is their sum total!