My steps have held fast to your paths. My feet have not slipped.

The counsel of Yahweh stands fast forever, the thoughts of his heart to all generations.

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.

Turn again, we beg you, God of Armies. Look down from heaven, and see, and visit this vine,

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

Remember me, Yahweh, with the favor that you show to your people. Visit me with your salvation,

How precious to me are your thoughts, God! How vast is the sum of them!