For thou, LORD, wilt bless the righteous; with favour wilt thou compass him as with a shield.

Mine eye is consumed because of grief; it waxeth old because of all mine enemies.

Wherefore doth the wicked contemn God? he hath said in his heart, Thou wilt not require it.

LORD, thou hast heard the desire of the humble: thou wilt prepare their heart, thou wilt cause thine ear to hear:

{To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David.} How long wilt thou forget me, O LORD? for ever? how long wilt thou hide thy face from me?

For thou wilt not leave my soul in hell; neither wilt thou suffer thine Holy One to see corruption.

Thou wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence is fulness of joy; at thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore.

I have called upon thee, for thou wilt hear me, O God: incline thine ear unto me, and hear my speech.

With the merciful thou wilt shew thyself merciful; with an upright man thou wilt shew thyself upright;

With the pure thou wilt shew thyself pure; and with the froward thou wilt shew thyself froward.

For thou wilt save the afflicted people; but wilt bring down high looks.

For thou wilt light my candle: the LORD my God will enlighten my darkness.

He trusted on the LORD that he would deliver him: let him deliver him, seeing he delighted in him.

Remember, O LORD, thy tender mercies and thy lovingkindnesses; for they have been ever of old.

When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long.

Lord, how long wilt thou look on? rescue my soul from their destructions, my darling from the lions.

Let them not say in their hearts, Ah, so would we have it: let them not say, We have swallowed him up.

I have been young, and now am old; yet have I not seen the righteous forsaken, nor his seed begging bread.

For in thee, O LORD, do I hope: thou wilt hear, O Lord my God.

Many, O LORD my God, are thy wonderful works which thou hast done, and thy thoughts which are to us-ward: they cannot be reckoned up in order unto thee: if I would declare and speak of them, they are more than can be numbered.

The LORD will preserve him, and keep him alive; and he shall be blessed upon the earth: and thou wilt not deliver him unto the will of his enemies.

The LORD will strengthen him upon the bed of languishing: thou wilt make all his bed in his sickness.

{To the chief Musician for the sons of Korah, Maschil.} We have heard with our ears, O God, our fathers have told us, what work thou didst in their days, in the times of old.

I know all the fowls of the mountains: and the wild beasts of the field are mine.

If I were hungry, I would not tell thee: for the world is mine, and the fulness thereof.

Deliver me from bloodguiltiness, O God, thou God of my salvation: and my tongue shall sing aloud of thy righteousness.

For thou desirest not sacrifice; else would I give it: thou delightest not in burnt offering.

The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit: a broken and a contrite heart, O God, thou wilt not despise.

And I said, Oh that I had wings like a dove! for then would I fly away, and be at rest.

Lo, then would I wander far off, and remain in the wilderness. Selah.

I would hasten my escape from the windy storm and tempest.

For it was not an enemy that reproached me; then I could have borne it: neither was it he that hated me that did magnify himself against me; then I would have hid myself from him:

Evening, and morning, and at noon, will I pray, and cry aloud: and he shall hear my voice.

God shall hear, and afflict them, even he that abideth of old. Selah. Because they have no changes, therefore they fear not God.

{To the chief Musician upon Jonathelemrechokim, Michtam of David, when the Philistines took him in Gath.} Be merciful unto me, O God: for man would swallow me up; he fighting daily oppresseth me.

Mine enemies would daily swallow me up: for they be many that fight against me, O thou most High.

For thou hast delivered my soul from death: wilt not thou deliver my feet from falling, that I may walk before God in the light of the living?

He shall send from heaven, and save me from the reproach of him that would swallow me up. Selah. God shall send forth his mercy and his truth.

But I will sing of thy power; yea, I will sing aloud of thy mercy in the morning: for thou hast been my defence and refuge in the day of my trouble.

Wilt not thou, O God, which hadst cast us off? and thou, O God, which didst not go out with our armies?

Thou wilt prolong the king's life: and his years as many generations.

By terrible things in righteousness wilt thou answer us, O God of our salvation; who art the confidence of all the ends of the earth, and of them that are afar off upon the sea:

Then shall the earth yield her increase; and God, even our own God, shall bless us.

To him that rideth upon the heavens of heavens, which were of old; lo, he doth send out his voice, and that a mighty voice.

They that hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of mine head: they that would destroy me, being mine enemies wrongfully, are mighty: then I restored that which I took not away.

Cast me not off in the time of old age; forsake me not when my strength faileth.

Now also when I am old and grayheaded, O God, forsake me not; until I have shewed thy strength unto this generation, and thy power to every one that is to come.

Remember thy congregation, which thou hast purchased of old; the rod of thine inheritance, which thou hast redeemed; this mount Zion, wherein thou hast dwelt.

For God is my King of old, working salvation in the midst of the earth.

I have considered the days of old, the years of ancient times.

I will remember the works of the LORD: surely I will remember thy wonders of old.

I will open my mouth in a parable: I will utter dark sayings of old:

How long, LORD? wilt thou be angry for ever? shall thy jealousy burn like fire?

O LORD God of hosts, how long wilt thou be angry against the prayer of thy people?

The boar out of the wood doth waste it, and the wild beast of the field doth devour it.

{To the chief Musician upon Gittith, A Psalm of Asaph.} Sing aloud unto God our strength: make a joyful noise unto the God of Jacob.

Hear, O my people, and I will testify unto thee: O Israel, if thou wilt hearken unto me;

But my people would not hearken to my voice; and Israel would none of me.

Wilt thou be angry with us for ever? wilt thou draw out thine anger to all generations?

Wilt thou not revive us again: that thy people may rejoice in thee?

Yea, the LORD shall give that which is good; and our land shall yield her increase.

In the day of my trouble I will call upon thee: for thou wilt answer me.

Wilt thou shew wonders to the dead? shall the dead arise and praise thee? Selah.

How long, LORD? wilt thou hide thyself for ever? shall thy wrath burn like fire?

They shall still bring forth fruit in old age; they shall be fat and flourishing;

Thy throne is established of old: thou art from everlasting.

I will behave myself wisely in a perfect way. O when wilt thou come unto me? I will walk within my house with a perfect heart.

Of old hast thou laid the foundation of the earth: and the heavens are the work of thy hands.

They shall perish, but thou shalt endure: yea, all of them shall wax old like a garment; as a vesture shalt thou change them, and they shall be changed:

They give drink to every beast of the field: the wild asses quench their thirst.

The high hills are a refuge for the wild goats; and the rocks for the conies.

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

Oh that men would praise the LORD for his goodness, and for his wonderful works to the children of men!

Oh that men would praise the LORD for his goodness, and for his wonderful works to the children of men!

Oh that men would praise the LORD for his goodness, and for his wonderful works to the children of men!

Oh that men would praise the LORD for his goodness, and for his wonderful works to the children of men!

And sow the fields, and plant vineyards, which may yield fruits of increase.

Wilt not thou, O God, who hast cast us off? and wilt not thou, O God, go forth with our hosts?

I remembered thy judgments of old, O LORD; and have comforted myself.

CHETH. Thou art my portion, O LORD: I have said that I would keep thy words.

Mine eyes fail for thy word, saying, When wilt thou comfort me?

How many are the days of thy servant? when wilt thou execute judgment on them that persecute me?

Concerning thy testimonies, I have known of old that thou hast founded them for ever.

I will also clothe her priests with salvation: and her saints shall shout aloud for joy.

Though I walk in the midst of trouble, thou wilt revive me: thou shalt stretch forth thine hand against the wrath of mine enemies, and thy right hand shall save me.

Surely thou wilt slay the wicked, O God: depart from me therefore, ye bloody men.

I looked on my right hand, and beheld, but there was no man that would know me: refuge failed me; no man cared for my soul.

I remember the days of old; I meditate on all thy works; I muse on the work of thy hands.

Both young men, and maidens; old men, and children:

Let the saints be joyful in glory: let them sing aloud upon their beds.