Kiss the Chosen One, lest He be angry, And ye lose the way, When His anger burneth but a little, O the happiness of all trusting in Him!

Sons of men! till when is my glory for shame? Ye love a vain thing, ye seek a lie. Selah.

And my soul hath been troubled greatly, And Thou, O Jehovah, till when?

When the foundations are destroyed, The righteous -- what hath he done?

To the Overseer. -- A Psalm of David. Till when, O Jehovah, Dost Thou forget me? -- for ever? Till when dost Thou hide Thy face from me?

Till when do I set counsels in my soul? Sorrow in my heart daily? Till when is mine enemy exalted over me?

Lest mine enemy say, 'I overcame him,' Mine adversaries joy when I am moved.

Who doth give from Zion the salvation of Israel? When Jehovah doth turn back To a captivity of His people, Jacob doth rejoice -- Israel is glad!

For Thou makest them a butt, When Thy strings Thou preparest against their faces.

Also -- when I walk in a valley of death-shade, I fear no evil, for Thou art with me, Thy rod and Thy staff -- they comfort me.

When evil doers come near to me to eat my flesh, My adversaries and mine enemies to me, They have stumbled and fallen.

When my father and my mother Have forsaken me, then doth Jehovah gather me.

When I have kept silence, become old have my bones, Through my roaring all the day.

When by day and by night Thy hand is heavy upon me, My moisture hath been changed Into the droughts of summer. Selah.

When he falleth, he is not cast down, For Jehovah is sustaining his hand.

When I said, 'Lest they rejoice over me, In the slipping of my foot against me they magnified themselves.

Mine enemies say evil of me: When he dieth -- his name hath perished!

My soul thirsted for God, for the living God, When do I enter and see the face of God?

Fear not, when one maketh wealth, When the honour of his house is abundant,

For his soul in his life he blesseth, (And they praise thee when thou dost well for thyself.)

To the Overseer. -- A Psalm of David, in the coming in unto him of Nathan the prophet, when he hath gone in unto Bath-Sheba. Favour me, O God, according to Thy kindness, According to the abundance of Thy mercies, Blot out my transgressions.

Who doth give from Zion the salvation of Israel? When God turneth back to a captivity of His people, Jacob doth rejoice -- Israel is glad!

When together we sweeten counsel, Into the house of God we walk in company.

They assemble, they hide, they watch my heels, When they have expected my soul.

So do I praise Thy name for ever, When I pay my vows day by day!

Till when do ye devise mischief against a man? Ye are destroyed all of you, As a wall inclined, a hedge that is cast down.

Trust not in oppression, And in robbery become not vain, Wealth -- when it increaseth -- set not the heart.

Thou hast inspected the earth, and waterest it, Thou makest it very rich, the rivulet of God is full of water, Thou preparest their corn, When thus Thou dost prepare it,

A shower of free-will gifts thou shakest out, O God. Thine inheritance, when it hath been weary, Thou hast established it.

When the Mighty spreadeth kings in it, It doth snow in Salmon.

My lips cry aloud when I sing praise to Thee, And my soul that Thou hast redeemed,

For he delivereth the needy who crieth, And the poor when he hath no helper,

Till when, O God, doth an adversary reproach? Doth an enemy despise thy name for ever?

When I receive an appointment, I -- I do judge uprightly.

When He set His signs in Egypt, And His wonders in the field of Zoan,

Till when, O Jehovah? art Thou angry for ever? Thy jealousy doth burn as fire.

Jehovah, God of Hosts, till when? Thou hast burned against the prayer of Thy people.

Till when do ye judge perversely? And the face of the wicked lift up? Selah.

Till when, O Jehovah, art Thou hidden? For ever doth Thy fury burn as fire?

Turn back, O Jehovah, till when? And repent concerning Thy servants.

When the wicked flourish as a herb, And blossom do all workers of iniquity -- For their being destroyed for ever and ever!

Till when do the wicked, O Jehovah? Till when do the wicked exult?

Consider, ye brutish among the people, And ye foolish, when do ye act wisely?

I act wisely in a perfect way, When dost Thou come in unto me? I walk habitually in the integrity of my heart, In the midst of my house.

A Prayer of the afflicted when he is feeble, and before Jehovah poureth out his plaint. O Jehovah, hear my prayer, yea, my cry to Thee cometh.

And He looketh on their distress When He heareth their cry,

As a shadow when it is stretched out I have gone, I have been driven away as a locust.

Consumed have been mine eyes for Thy word, Saying, 'When doth it comfort me?'

How many are the days of Thy servant? When dost Thou execute Against my pursuers judgment?

I am peace, and when I speak they are for war!

By rivers of Babylon -- There we did sit, Yea, we wept when we remembered Zion.

In the day I called, when Thou dost answer me, Thou dost strengthen me in my soul with strength.

O Jehovah, all kings of earth confess Thee, When they have heard the sayings of Thy mouth.

My substance was not hid from Thee, When I was made in secret, Curiously wrought in the lower part of earth.

A Psalm, by David. O Jehovah, I have called Thee, haste to me, Give ear to my voice when I call to Thee.

An Instruction of David, a Prayer when he is in the cave. My voice is unto Jehovah, I cry, My voice is unto Jehovah, I entreat grace.

When my spirit hath been feeble in me, Then Thou hast known my path; In the way in which I walk, They have hid a snare for me.

Bring forth from prison my soul to confess Thy name, The righteous do compass me about, When Thou conferrest benefits upon me!