Not so, the lawless, - but as chaff which is driven about by the wind:

O Yahweh! in the morning, shalt thou hear my voice, In the morning, will I set in order unto thee, and keep watch;

When I view thy heavens, the work, of thy fingers, moon and stars, which thou hast established,

The nations, have sunk, in the pit they had made, In the net which they had hidden, is caught their own foot.

In the pride of the lawless one, he hotly pursueth the poor, let them be caught in the plots which they have devised!

He abideth in the lurking-place of villages, In the hiding-places, he murdereth the innocent, - His eyes, for the unfortunate, are on the watch:

Let, blamelessness and uprightness, watch over me, because I have waited for thee.

Wilt thou bring me forth, out of the net which they have hidden for me? For, thou, art my refuge.

Let false lips be made dumb, - which are speaking - against a righteous one - arrogantly, with pride and contempt.

How great is thy goodness, which thou hast hidden away for them who revere thee, - Thou hast wrought for them who seek refuge in thee, in sight of the sons of men.

I will make thee discreet, I will point out to thee the way which thou must go, I will fix upon thee mine eye.

There shall reach him a ruin he could not know, - Yea, his own net which he hath hidden, shall capture him, Into that ruin, shall he fall!

Thou, O Yahweh, wilt not restrain thy compassions from me, Thy lovingkindness and thy truthfulness, shall continually watch over me.

He chooseth for us our inheritance, The excellence of Jacob, which he hath loved. Selah.

He that sacrificeth a thankoffering, will glorify me, - And will prepare a way by which I may show him the salvation of God.

Thoroughly wash me from mine iniquity, And, from my sin, make me pure;

Wilt thou cleanse me from sin with hyssop, That I may be pure? Wilt thou wash me, That I may be whiter, than snow?

Like a snail, which melteth away as it goeth, An untimely birth of a woman, which hath not seen the sun:

Moab, is my wash-bowl, Upon Edom, will I throw my shoe, Over Philistia! raise shout of triumph.

Let him retain his seat age-abidingly before God, Appoint that, lovingkindness and faithfulness, my watch over him!

One thing, hath God spoken, Two things, there are which I have heard, That, power, belongeth unto God;

Who ruleth, in his might, unto times age abiding, His eyes, over the nations, keep watch, The rebellious, let them not exalt themselves. Selah.

Which my lips uttered, And my mouth spake, in my distress.

Thy God hath commanded thy strength, - The strength, O God, which thou hast wrought for us.

For mine enemies have spoken of me, And, they who watch for my life, have taken counsel together;

My lips shall make a joyful noise, When I make music unto thee, And my soul which thou hast ransomed;

For, a cup, is in the hand of Yahweh, Whose wine is foaming, It is full of spiced wine, Which he hath caused to flow from one to another, - Surely, the dregs thereof, they shall drain out - they shall drink, Even all the lawless ones of the earth.

Which we have heard, and come to know, And, our fathers, have recounted to us;

We will not withhold them from their children, To a later generation, recounting the praises of Yahweh, Even his might and his wonders which he wrought;

When he set up a testimony in Jacob, And, a law, appointed in Israel, - Which he commanded our fathers, That they might make them known to their children;

And forgat His doings, And his wonders which he had showed them:

Then brought he them within his own holy bounds, The mountain-range, which his right hand made his own:

But made choice of the tribe of Judah, The mountain of Zion, which he loved;

Wherefore should the nations say - Where is their God? Let him be known among the nations before our eyes! Yea! By the avenging of the blood of thy servants which hath been shed!

Yea the stock which thy right hand planted, Even upon the son thou didst secure for thyself.

I will not violate my covenant, And that which hath proceeded out of my lips, will I not alter:

For, a thousand years, in thine eyes, are , As yesterday, in that it passed away, Or as a watch in the night.

Mountains rise, Valleys sink, Unto the place which thou hast fixed for them;

Bounds, hast thou set, which they are not to pass over, They are not to return to cover the earth.

Satisfied are, The trees of Yahweh, The cedars of Lebanon, which he hath planted;

Remember his wonders which he hath done, His portents, and the just decisions of his mouth.

In order that they might observe his statutes, And, over his laws, might keep watch, Praise ye Yah.

They destroyed not the peoples of which Yahweh had spoken to them;

Then looked he on the distress which befell them, - when he heard their loud cry;

And he speaketh, and there ariseth a tempestuous wind, which lifteth on high its rolling waves;

Moab, is my wash-bowl, Upon Edom, will I throw my shoe, Over Philistia, raise a shout of triumph.

This is the day, which Yahweh hath made, We will exult, and be glad therein.

Establish, unto thy servant, thy word, which pertaineth to the reverence of thee.

That I may find dear delight in thy commandments, which I have loved.

That I may lift up my hands unto thy commandments, which I have loved, and may meditate in thy statutes.

[ZAYIN] Remember the word unto thy servant, upon which thou hast caused me to hope.

I have remembered thy regulations, which have come down from age-past times, O Yahweh, and have consoled myself.

They who trust in Yahweh, are like Mount Zion, which shall not be shaken, Age-abidingly, shall it remain.

If, Yahweh, build not the house, in vain, have the builders of it toiled thereon, If, Yahweh, watch not the city, in vain, hath the watchman kept awake:

Let them become like the grass of housetops, which, before it is pulled up, hath withered;

I have hoped, O my soul, for My Lord, more than they who watch for the morning, who watch for the morning.

If thy sons keep my covenant, and my testimony which I will teach them, even their sons, unto futurity, shall sit on thy throne.

Like the dew of Hermon, which descended upon the mountains of Zion, - for, there, did Yahweh command the blessing, Life, unto times age-abiding?

May there be dropped on them live coals, - Into the fire, may they be let fall, into watery pits from which they shall not rise.

Set thou, O Yahweh, a watch at my mouth, Keep thou guard over the door of my lips.

Let a righteous man smite me - a lovingkindness, that he should correct me, an oil for the head which let not my head refuse! For, yet, even my prayer, shall be in their calamities.

When my spirit fainted concerning myself, then, thou, didst take note of my path, - In the course which I was about to take, they had hidden a snare for me.