By the word of Jehovah The heavens have been made, And by the breath of His mouth all their host.

Gathering as a heap the waters of the sea, Putting in treasuries the depths.

Afraid of Jehovah are all the earth, Of Him are all the inhabitants of the world afraid.

Jehovah made void the counsel of nations, He disallowed the thoughts of the peoples.

The counsel of Jehovah to the age standeth, The thoughts of His heart to all generations.

O the happiness of the nation whose God is Jehovah, Of the people He did choose, For an inheritance to Him.

From the heavens hath Jehovah looked, He hath seen all the sons of men.

From the fixed place of His dwelling, He looked unto all inhabitants of the earth;

The king is not saved by the multitude of a force. A mighty man is not delivered, By abundance of power.

A false thing is the horse for safety, And by the abundance of his strength He doth not deliver.

Lo, the eye of Jehovah is to those fearing Him, To those waiting for His kindness,

A messenger of Jehovah is encamping, Round about those who fear Him, And He armeth them.

Taste ye and see that Jehovah is good, O the happiness of the man who trusteth in Him.

Come ye, children, hearken to me, The fear of Jehovah I do teach you.

The eyes of Jehovah are unto the righteous, And His ears unto their cry.

(The face of Jehovah is on doers of evil, To cut off from earth their memorial.)

Near is Jehovah to the broken of heart, And the bruised of spirit He saveth.

Many are the evils of the righteous, Out of them all doth Jehovah deliver him.

He is keeping all his bones, One of them hath not been broken.

Jehovah redeemeth the soul of His servants, And none trusting in Him are desolate!

Take hold of shield and buckler, and rise for my help,

They are as chaff before wind, And a messenger of Jehovah driving away.

Their way is darkness and slipperiness, And a messenger of Jehovah their pursuer.

As if a friend, as if my brother, I walked habitually, As a mourner for a mother, Mourning I have bowed down.

For they speak not peace, And against the quiet of the land, Deceitful words they devise,

They sing and rejoice, who are desiring my righteousness, And they say continually, 'Jehovah is magnified, Who is desiring the peace of His servant.'

To the Overseer. -- By a servant of Jehovah, by David. The transgression of the wicked Is affirming within my heart, 'Fear of God is not before his eyes,

The words of his mouth are iniquity and deceit, He ceased to act prudently -- to do good.

Thy righteousness is as mountains of God, Thy judgments are a great deep. Man and beast Thou savest, O Jehovah.

How precious is Thy kindness, O God, And the sons of men In the shadow of Thy wings do trust.

They are filled from the fatness of Thy house, And the stream of Thy delights Thou dost cause them to drink.

For with Thee is a fountain of life, In Thy light we see light.

Draw out Thy kindness to those knowing Thee, And Thy righteousness to the upright of heart.

Let not a foot of pride meet me, And a hand of the wicked let not move me.

There have workers of iniquity fallen, They have been overthrown, And have not been able to arise!

By David. Do not fret because of evil doers, Be not envious against doers of iniquity,

For as grass speedily they are cut off, And as the greenness of the tender grass do fade.

And delight thyself on Jehovah, And He giveth to thee the petitions of thy heart.

Be silent for Jehovah, and stay thyself for Him, Do not fret because of him Who is making prosperous his way, Because of a man doing wicked devices.

For evil doers are cut off, As to those waiting on Jehovah, they possess the land.

And the humble do possess the land, And they have delighted themselves In the abundance of peace.

A sword have the wicked opened, And they have trodden their bow, To cause to fall the poor and needy, To slaughter the upright of the way.

Better is the little of the righteous, Than the store of many wicked.

For the arms of the wicked are shivered, And Jehovah is sustaining the righteous.

Jehovah knoweth the days of the perfect, And their inheritance is -- to the age.

They are not ashamed in a time of evil, And in days of famine they are satisfied.

But the wicked perish, and the enemies of Jehovah, As the preciousness of lambs, Have been consumed, In smoke they have been consumed.

For His blessed ones do possess the land, And His reviled ones are cut off.

From Jehovah are the steps of a man, They have been prepared, And his way he desireth.

For Jehovah is loving judgment, And He doth not forsake His saintly ones, To the age they have been kept, And the seed of the wicked is cut off.

The mouth of the righteous uttereth wisdom, And his tongue speaketh judgment.

The law of his God is his heart, His steps do not slide.

Look unto Jehovah, and keep His way, And He doth exalt thee to possess the land, In the wicked being cut off -- thou seest!

Observe the perfect, and see the upright, For the latter end of each is peace.

And transgressors were destroyed together, The latter end of the wicked was cut off.

And the salvation of the righteous is from Jehovah, Their strong place in a time of adversity.

A Psalm of David, 'To cause to remember.' Jehovah, in Thy wrath reprove me not, Nor in Thy fury chastise me.

Soundness is not in my flesh, Because of Thine indignation, Peace is not in my bones because of my sin.

Stunk -- become corrupt have my wounds, Because of my folly.

For my flanks have been full of drought, And soundness is not in my flesh.

I have been feeble and smitten -- unto excess, I have roared from disquietude of heart.

My heart is panting, my power hath forsaken me, And the light of mine eyes, Even they are not with me.

My lovers and my friends over-against my plague stand. And my neighbours afar off have stood.

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

And those paying evil for good accuse me, Because of my pursuing good.

To the Overseer, to Jeduthun. -- A Psalm of David. I have said, 'I observe my ways, Against sinning with my tongue, I keep for my mouth a curb, while the wicked is before me.'

Cause me to know, O Jehovah, mine end, And the measure of my days -- what it is,' I know how frail I am.

And, now, what have I expected? O Lord, my hope -- it is of Thee.

From all my transgressions deliver me, A reproach of the fool make me not.

Turn aside from off me Thy stroke, From the striving of Thy hand I have been consumed.

To the Overseer. -- A Psalm of David. I have diligently expected Jehovah, And He inclineth to me, and heareth my cry,

And He doth cause me to come up From a pit of desolation -- from mire of mud, And He raiseth up on a rock my feet, He is establishing my steps.

O the happiness of the man Who hath made Jehovah his trust, And hath not turned unto the proud, And those turning aside to lies.

Then said I, 'Lo, I have come,' In the roll of the book it is written of me,

I have proclaimed tidings of righteousness In the great assembly, lo, my lips I restrain not, O Jehovah, Thou hast known.

Thy righteousness I have not concealed In the midst of my heart, Thy faithfulness and Thy salvation I have told, I have not hidden Thy kindness and Thy truth, To the great assembly.

For compassed me have evils innumerable, Overtaken me have mine iniquities, And I have not been able to see; They have been more than the hairs of my head, And my heart hath forsaken me.

They are desolate because of their shame, Who are saying to me, 'Aha, aha.'

To the Overseer. -- A Psalm of David. O the happiness of him Who is acting wisely unto the poor, In a day of evil doth Jehovah deliver him.

Jehovah doth preserve him and revive him, He is happy in the land, And Thou givest him not into the will of his enemies.

Jehovah supporteth on a couch of sickness, All his bed Thou hast turned in his weakness.

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

And if he came to see -- vanity he speaketh, His heart gathereth iniquity to itself, He goeth out -- at the street he speaketh.

A thing of Belial is poured out on him, And because he lay down he riseth not again.

Blessed is Jehovah, God of Israel, From the age -- and unto the age. Amen and Amen.

To the Overseer. -- An Instruction. By sons of Korah. As a hart doth pant for streams of water, So my soul panteth toward Thee, O God.

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

These I remember, and pour out my soul in me, For I pass over into the booth, I go softly with them unto the house of God, With the voice of singing and confession, The multitude keeping feast!

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!

In me doth my soul bow itself, Therefore I remember Thee from the land of Jordan, And of the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.

Deep unto deep is calling At the noise of Thy water-spouts, All Thy breakers and Thy billows passed over me.

By day Jehovah commandeth His kindness, And by night a song is with me, A prayer to the God of my life.

I say to God my rock, 'Why hast Thou forgotten me? Why go I mourning in the oppression of an enemy?

What! bowest thou thyself, O my soul? And what! art thou troubled within me? Wait for God, for still I confess Him, The salvation of my countenance, and my God!

Judge me, O God, And plead my cause against a nation not pious, From a man of deceit and perverseness Thou dost deliver me,

For thou art the God of my strength. Why hast Thou cast me off? Why mourning do I go up and down, In the oppression of an enemy?

And I go in unto the altar of God, Unto God, the joy of my rejoicing. And I thank Thee with a harp, O God, my God.

What! bowest thou thyself, O my soul? And what! art thou troubled within me? Wait for God, for still I confess Him, The salvation of my countenance, and my God!

To the Overseer. -- By sons of Korah. An Instruction. O God, with our ears we have heard, Our fathers have recounted to us, The work Thou didst work in their days, In the days of old.

For, not by their sword Possessed they the land, And their arm gave not salvation to them, But Thy right hand, and Thine arm, And the light of Thy countenance, Because Thou hadst accepted them.