Yea, for him He hath prepared Instruments of death, His arrows for burning pursuers He maketh.

Lines have fallen to me in pleasant places, Yea, a beauteous inheritance is for me.

They are more desirable than gold, Yea, than much fine gold; and sweeter than honey, Even liquid honey of the comb.

And now, lifted up is my head, Above my enemies -- my surrounders, And I sacrifice in His tent sacrifices of shouting, I sing, yea, I sing praise to Jehovah.

Look unto Jehovah -- be strong, And He doth strengthen thy heart, Yea, look unto Jehovah!

Jehovah is strength to him, Yea, the strength of the salvation of His anointed is He.

The voice of Jehovah is shivering cedars, Yea, Jehovah shivers the cedars of Lebanon.

Yea, I am as a man who heareth not, And in his mouth are no reproofs.

What! bowest thou thyself, O my soul? Yea, art thou troubled within me? Wait for God, for still I confess Him: The salvation of my countenance -- My God!

Not for thy sacrifices do I reprove thee, Yea, thy burnt-offerings Are before Me continually.

Yea, thou hast hated instruction, And dost cast My words behind thee.

To the Overseer. -- 'On a disease.' -- An instruction, by David. A fool said in his heart, 'There is no God.' They have done corruptly, Yea, they have done abominable iniquity, There is none doing good.

Thou hast crowned the year of Thy goodness, And Thy paths drop fatness.

Clothed have lambs the flock, And valleys are covered with corn, They shout -- yea, they sing!

The earth hath shaken, Yea, the heavens have dropped before God, This Sinai -- before God, the God of Israel.

The voice of Thy thunder is in the spheres, Lightnings have lightened the world, The earth hath trembled, yea, it shaketh.

He cleft a sea, and causeth them to pass over, Yea, He causeth waters to stand as a heap.

Lo, He hath smitten a rock, And waters flow, yea, streams overflow. 'Also -- bread is He able to give? Doth He prepare flesh for His people?'

And He commandeth clouds from above, Yea, doors of the heavens He hath opened.

And He raineth on them manna to eat, Yea, corn of heaven He hath given to them.

Yea, they turn back, and try God, And the Holy One of Israel have limited.

He pondereth a path for His anger, He kept not back their soul from death, Yea, their life to the pestilence He delivered up.

They are ashamed and troubled for ever, Yea, they are confounded and lost.

My soul desired, yea, it hath also been consumed, For the courts of Jehovah, My heart and my flesh cry aloud unto the living God,

Do with me a sign for good, And those hating me see and are ashamed, For Thou, O Jehovah, hast helped me, Yea, Thou hast comforted me!

Among the dead -- free, As pierced ones lying in the grave, Whom Thou hast not remembered any more, Yea, they by Thy hand have been cut off.

Then Thou hast spoken in vision, To Thy saint, yea, Thou sayest, I have placed help upon a mighty one, Exalted a chosen one out of the people,

For a thousand years in Thine eyes are as yesterday, For it passeth on, yea, a watch by night.

And let the pleasantness of Jehovah our God be upon us, And the work of our hands establish on us, Yea, the work of our hands establish it!

Where your fathers have tried Me, Have proved Me, yea, have seen My work.

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.

Hungry -- yea -- thirsty, Their soul in them becometh feeble,

A Song, a Psalm of David. Prepared is my heart, O God, I sing, yea, I sing praise, also my honour.

And wander continually do his sons, Yea, they have begged, And have sought out of their dry places.

Gracious is Jehovah, and righteous, Yea, our God is merciful,

They have compassed me about, Yea, they have compassed me about, In the name of Jehovah I surely cut them off.

Yea, they have not done iniquity, In His ways they have walked.

My mouth I have opened, yea, I pant, For, for Thy commands I have longed.

Falsehood I have hated, yea I abominate it, Thy law I have loved.

For I have known that great is Jehovah, Yea, our Lord is above all gods.

Yea, He doth slay honourable kings, For to the age is His kindness.

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

Incline not my heart to an evil thing, To do habitually actions in wickedness, With men working iniquity, Yea, I eat not of their pleasant things.