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He who sits in the heavens laughs; the Lord scoffs at them.

You people, how long will you malign my reputation? How long will you love what is vain and what is false? Interlude

Indeed, you will bless the righteous one, LORD, like a large shield, you will surround him with favor. To the Director: With stringed instruments. On an eight-stringed harp. A Davidic Psalm

And my soul is deeply distressed. But you, LORD, how long do I wait?

My eyesight has faded because of grief, it has dimmed because of all my enemies.

If the ungodly one doesn't repent, God will sharpen his sword; he will string his bow and prepare it.

He digs a pit, even excavates it; then he fell into the hole that he had made.

You rebuked the nations, you destroyed the wicked, you wiped out their name forever and ever.

The LORD has made himself known, executing judgment. The wicked are ensnared by what their hands have made. Interlude

Their ways always seem prosperous. Your judgments are on high, far away from them. They scoff at all their enemies.

Their eyes secretly watch the helpless, lying in wait like a lion in his den. They lie in wait to catch the afflicted. They catch the afflicted when they pull him into their net.

The wicked say to themselves, "God has forgotten, he has hidden his face, he will never see it."

Break the arm of the wicked and evil man; so that when you seek out his wickedness you will find it no more.

Look, the wicked have bent their bow and placed their arrow on the string, to shoot from the darkness at the upright in heart.

Indeed, the LORD is righteous; he loves righteousness; the upright will see him face-to-face. To the Director: On an eight stringed harp. A Davidic Psalm.

How long must I struggle in my soul at night and have sorrow in my heart during the day? How long will my enemy rise up against me?

Look at me! Answer me, LORD, my God! Give light to my eyes! Otherwise, I will sleep in death;

The one who despises those who are utterly wicked, but who honors the one who fears the LORD, who keeps his word even when it hurts and does not change,

LORD, hear my just plea! Pay attention to my cry! Listen to my prayer, since it does not come from lying lips.

Justice for me will come from your presence; your eyes see what is right.

When you probe my heart, and examine me at night; when you refine me, you will find nothing wrong, for I have determined that I will not transgress with my mouth.

In his anger smoke poured out of his nostrils, and consuming fire from his mouth; coals were lit from it.

He brought me out to a spacious place; he delivered me, for in me he takes delight.

They cried out for deliverance, but there was no one to deliver; they cried out to the LORD, but he did not answer them.

I ground them like wind-swept dust; I emptied them out like dirt in the street.

yet their message goes out into all the world, and their words to the ends of the earth. He has set up a tent for the sun in the heavens,

which is like a bridegroom coming out of his chamber, or like a champion who rejoices at the beginning of a race.

May he give you what your heart desires, and may he fulfill all your plans.

Deliver us, LORD! Answer us, our King, on the day we cry out! To the Director: A Davidic Psalm.

You have granted him the desire of his heart, and have not withheld what his lips requested. Interlude

He asked life from you, and you gave it to him a long life for ever and ever.

Indeed, you will make them retreat, when you aim your bow at their faces.

My God, I cry out to you throughout the day, but you do not answer; and throughout the night, but I have no rest.

They cried out to you and escaped; they trusted in you and were not put to shame.

Everyone who sees me mocks me; they gape at me with open mouths and shake their heads at me.

Do not be so distant from me, for trouble is at hand; indeed, there is no deliverer.

I am poured out like water; all my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax, melting within me.

For he does not despise nor detest the afflicted person; he does not hide his face from him, but he hears him when he cries out to him."

All the prosperous people will eat and bow down in submission. All those who are about to go down to the grave will bow down in submission, along with the one who can no longer keep himself alive.

They will come and declare his righteousness to a people yet to be born; indeed, he has accomplished it! A Davidic Psalm.

Indeed, he founded it upon the seas, he established it upon deep waters.

The one who has innocent hands and a pure heart; the person who does not delight in what is false and does not swear an oath deceitfully.

I do not sit with those committed to what is false, nor do I travel with hypocrites.

Hear my voice, LORD, when I cry out! Be gracious to me and answer me.

Do not hand me over to the desires of my enemies; for false witnesses have risen up against me; even the one who breathes out violence.

Reward them according to their deeds; according to the evil of their actions. Reward them based on what they do; give them what they deserve.

The voice of the LORD shoots out flashes of fire.

I cried out to you, LORD, and I make supplication to the Lord:

"What profit is there in my death if I go down to the Pit? Can dust worship you? Can it proclaim your faithfulness?"

I have heard the slander of many; it is like terror all around me, as they conspire together and plot to take my life.

Take out the spear and the ax to confront the one who pursues me; say to me, "I am your deliverer!"

They open their mouth wide against me, claiming, "Yes! Yes! We saw him do it with our own eyes!"

Don't let them say in their hearts, "Yes! We got what we wanted." Don't let them say, "We have swallowed him up."

Yet a little while longer, and the wicked will be no more. You will search for his place, but he will not be there.

The wicked person plots against the righteous, and grinds his teeth at him.