Oh that the salvation of Israel would come out of Zion! When Yahweh restores the fortunes of his people, then Jacob shall rejoice, and Israel shall be glad. A Psalm by David.

To you, Yahweh, I call. My rock, don't be deaf to me; lest, if you are silent to me, I would become like those who go down into the pit.

Many, Yahweh, my God, are the wonderful works which you have done, and your thoughts which are toward us. They can't be declared back to you. If I would declare and speak of them, they are more than can be numbered.

If I were hungry, I would not tell you, for the world is mine, and all that is in it.

For you don't delight in sacrifice, or else I would give it. You have no pleasure in burnt offering.

Oh that the salvation of Israel would come out of Zion! When God brings back his people from captivity, then Jacob shall rejoice, and Israel shall be glad. For the Chief Musician. On stringed instruments. A contemplation by David, when the Ziphites came and said to Saul, "Isn't David hiding himself among us?"

I said, "Oh that I had wings like a dove! Then I would fly away, and be at rest.

Behold, then I would wander far off. I would lodge in the wilderness." Selah.

"I would hurry to a shelter from the stormy wind and storm."

For it was not an enemy who insulted me, then I could have endured it. Neither was it he who hated me who raised himself up against me, then I would have hidden myself from him.

How long will you assault a man, would all of you throw him down, Like a leaning wall, like a tottering fence?

If I cherished sin in my heart, the Lord wouldn't have listened.

If I had said, "I will speak thus;" behold, I would have betrayed the generation of your children.

"Hear, my people, and I will testify to you, Israel, if you would listen to me!

Oh that my people would listen to me, that Israel would walk in my ways!

I would soon subdue their enemies, and turn my hand against their adversaries.

The haters of Yahweh would cringe before him, and their punishment would last forever.

But he would have also fed them with the finest of the wheat. I will satisfy you with honey out of the rock." A Psalm by Asaph.

For a day in your courts is better than a thousand. I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God, than to dwell in the tents of wickedness.

Unless Yahweh had been my help, my soul would have soon lived in silence.

for he is our God. We are the people of his pasture, and the sheep in his care. Today, oh that you would hear his voice!

Therefore he said that he would destroy them, had Moses, his chosen, not stood before him in the breach, to turn away his wrath, so that he wouldn't destroy them.

Therefore he swore to them that he would overthrow them in the wilderness,

that he would overthrow their seed among the nations, and scatter them in the lands.

Then I wouldn't be disappointed, when I consider all of your commandments.

Unless your law had been my delight, I would have perished in my affliction.

then they would have swallowed us up alive, when their wrath was kindled against us;

then the waters would have overwhelmed us, the stream would have gone over our soul;

then the proud waters would have gone over our soul.

If I would count them, they are more in number than the sand. When I wake up, I am still with you.

If only you, God, would kill the wicked. Get away from me, you bloodthirsty men!