For thou wilt not abandon my soul to hades, neither wilt thou suffer thy man of lovingkindness, to see corruption:

Thou wilt cause me to know, the path of life, - Fulness of joys before thee, Pleasures at thy right hand evermore.

I, have called upon thee, for thou wilt answer me, O GOD, - Incline thine ear unto me, Hear thou my speech:

Guard me, as the pupil of the eye, - Under the shadow of thy wings, wilt thou hide me:

I will love thee, O Yahweh my strength!

For this cause, will I praise thee among the nations, O Yahweh, and, to thy Name, will I sweep the strings: -

We will shout aloud in thy salvation, and, in the Name of our God, shall we become great, Yahweh fulfil all thy petitions.

These, by chariots, and, those, by horses, but, we, by the Name of Yahweh our God, will prevail.

O Yahweh, in thy strength, will the king rejoice, and, in thy salvation, how greatly will he exult!

For thou wilt come to meet him, with the blessings of goodness, Thou wilt set on his head, a crown of pure gold.

Great is his glory, in thy salvation, Honour and majesty, wilt thou lay upon him;

For thou wilt appoint him blessings evermore, wilt cheer him with joy by thy countenance;

Thy hand, will find out, all thy foes, Thine own right hand, will find out them who hate thee.

Thou wilt make them like a furnace of fire, at the time of thy presence, - Yahweh, in his anger, will swallow them up, and there shall consume them a fire:

Their fruit - out of the earth, wilt thou destroy, and their seed, from among the sons of men;

For thou wilt cause them to turn their back, Upon thy bow-strings, wilt thou make ready against their face.

Be exalted, O Yahweh, in thy strength! With song and with string will we sound forth thy power.

Dried as a potsherd, is my strength, And, my tongue, is made to cleave to my gums, And, in the dust of death, wilt thou lay me.

Save me from the mouth of the lion, - Yea, from the horns of wild beasts, hast thou delivered me.

I will declare thy Name unto my brethren, - In the midst of the convocation, will I praise thee.

Of thee, is my praise in the great convocation, My vows, will I pay, before them who revere him.

All the ends of the earth, will remember and turn to Yahweh, Yea all the families of the nations, will bow themselves down before thee,

Yea, though I walk through a valley death-shadowed, I will fear no harm, for, thou, art with me, Thy rod and thy staff, they, comfort me.

Surely, goodness and lovingkindness, will pursue me, all the days of my life, and I shall dwell in the house of Yahweh, evermore.

Good and upright, is Yahweh, For this cause, will he direct sinners into the way.

For the sake of thy Name, O Yahweh, Therefore wilt thou pardon mine iniquity, for great it is.

Do me justice, O Yahweh, For, I, in my blamelessness, have walked, and, in Yahweh, have I trusted, I will not waver.

I will bathe, in pureness, my hands, - so will I go in procession around thine altar, O Yahweh;

But, I, in my blamelessness, will walk, Redeem me and show me favour.

My foot standeth in a level place, In the convocations, will I bless Yahweh.

One thing, have I asked of Yahweh, That, will I seek to secure, - That I may dwell in the house of Yahweh, all the days of my life, To view the delightfulness of Yahweh, And to contemplate in his temple.

For he will hide me in his pavilion, in the day of calamity, - He will conceal me, in the secrecy of his tent, Within a rock, will he set me on high.

Now, therefore, shall my head be raised high above my foes round about me, and I will sacrifice in his tent the sacrifices of triumphant joy, I will sing and touch the strings, to Yahweh.

To thee, said my heart - When thou saidst Seek ye my face - Thy face, O Yahweh, will I seek!

Because they heed not The Deeds of Yahweh, or the Work of his hands, he will pull them down, and not build them.

And hath made them leap like a calf, Lebanon and Sirion, like the bull-calf of wild-oxen;

Yahweh, will give, strength to his people, - Yahweh, will bless his people with prosperity.

I will extol thee, O Yahweh, for thou hast drawn me up, - and not suffered my foes to rejoice over me.

To the end that mine honour should make melody unto thee, and not be silent. O Yahweh, my God! Unto times age-abiding, will I praise thee.

Because, my mountain crag and my stronghold, thou art, Therefore, for the sake of thine own Name, wilt thou lead me and guide me?

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

I will indeed exult and rejoice, in thy lovingkindness, - In that thou hast looked upon my humiliation, thou hast taken note that in distresses was my life;

Thou wilt conceal them, in the secrecy of thine own presence, from the conspiracies of men, - Thou wilt hide them in a pavilion, from the strife of tongues.

How happy the son of earth, to whom Yahweh will not reckon iniquity! and in whose spirit is no guile!

My sin, would I own unto thee, and, mine iniquity, not hide, I said, I will confess my transgressions unto Yahweh, And, thou, didst forgive the iniquity of my sin. Selah.

For this cause, will every man of lovingkindness pray unto thee, in time to obtain, - Surely, in the overflow of many waters, unto him, shall they not reach.

Thou, art a hiding-place for me, From distress, wilt thou preserve me, - With shouts of deliverance, wilt thou compass me about. Selah.

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

Do not ye become like a horse, like a mule, without discernment, - With the bit and bridle of his mouth, hast thou to restrain him, - He will not come near unto thee.

Come, ye children! hearken unto me, The reverence of Yahweh, will I teach you.

Near is Yahweh, to the broken in heart, And, the crushed in spirit, will he save.

My Lord! how long wilt thou look on? Bring back my soul out of their raging, from among lions, my solitary self.

I will thank thee, in the midst of a great convocation, - In the midst of a mighty people, will I praise thee.

For, no salvation, will they utter, - But, against the quiet of the land, deceitful things, do they devise;

Roll on Yahweh thy way, Trust also in him, and, he, will effectually work:

So will he bring forth, as the light, thy righteousness, and thy vindication as the noonday.

My Lord, shall laugh at him, for he seeth, that his day, will come.

A lawless man borroweth, and will not repay, But, a righteous man, showeth favour and giveth;

For, Yahweh, loveth justice, and will not forsake his men of lovingkindness, Unto times age-abiding, have the perverse been destroyed, - and the seed of the lawless, been cut off.

Yahweh, will not leave him in his hand, nor condemn him, when he is judged.

Thus hath Yahweh helped them, thus hath he delivered them, - He will deliver them from the lawless, and will save them, because they have sought refuge in him.

But, I, as one deaf, will not hear, - and as one dumb, who will not open his mouth:

Because, for thee, O Yahweh, have I waited, Thou, wilt answer, O Adonay, my God!

For, mine iniquity, will I declare, I shall be anxious because of my sin;

I said, to myself, I will take heed to my ways, That I sin not with my tongue, - I will put on my mouth a muzzle, So long as the lawless is before me.

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

How happy is he that is attentive to the poor, In the day of calamity, will Yahweh deliver him:

Yahweh, will preserve him and keep him alive, And he shall be pronounced happy in the land, Do not then give him up at the desire of his enemies!

Yahweh, will sustain him upon the bed of sickness, All his couch, hast thou transformed in his disease.

Mine enemies, speak ill of me, When will he die, and his name perish?

An infliction of the Abandoned One hath been fixed upon him, and, now that he hath lien down, he will not again rise.

My God! over myself, my soul is cast down, - For this cause, will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, And the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.

By day, will Yahweh command his lovingkindness, And, in the night, shall His song be with me, My prayer be to the GOD of my life.

I will say onto GOD, - my rock, Wherefore hast thou forgotten me? Wherefore in gloom should I go, because of oppression by the enemy?

Vindicate me, O God, and plead my cause, Against a nation, without lovingkindness, From the man of deceit and perversity, wilt thou deliver me?

By thee, will we thrust at, our adversaries, In thy Name, will we tread down our assailants;

For, not in my bow, will I trust, Nor shall, my sword, give me victory;

In God, have we boasted all the day, And, thy Name - unto times age-abiding, will we praise. Selah.

But nay thou hast rejected, and confounded us, And wilt not go forth with our hosts;

Thou sufferest us to turn back from the adversary, And, they who hate us, have plundered at will:

That thou shouldst have crushed us down in the place of wild dogs, And covered us over with a deadly shadow.

Overflowed hath my heart, with an excellent theme, I will recite my poem concerning the king, Be, my tongue, like the pen of a scribe who is skilled.

I will keep in remembrance thy Name, through each succeeding generation, For this cause, peoples, shall praise thee, to times age-abiding and beyond.

For this cause, will we not fear, Though the earth showeth change, Or the mountains slip into the heart of the seas:

God, is in the midst of her, she shall not be shaken, God will help her, by the turnings of the morning.

Let be! and know that, I, am God, I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth.

He will subjugate, Peoples under us, and, Tribes of men beneath our feet.

With an east wind, wilt thou shatter the ships of Tarshish.

Just as we have heard, So, have we see, In the city of Yahweh of hosts, In the city of our God, God himself, will establish her, unto times age-abiding. Selah.

For, this God, is our God, to times age-abiding and beyond, He himself, will conduct us till death.

I will bend, to a by-word, mine ear, I will open, on the lyre, mine enigma.

But, God, will redeem my soul, out of the hand of hades, For he will take me. Selah.

For, though, his own self - while he lived, he used to bless, And they will praise thee, when thou doest well to thyself,

Hear, O my people, and I will speak, O Israel, and I will adjure thee, God, thine own God, I am: -

Not, for thy sacrifices, will I reprove thee, Nor for thine ascending-offerings, before me continually:

I will not take out of thy house - a bullock, Nor out of thy folds - he-goats;

For, mine, is every wild-beast of the forest, The cattle on the mountains, in their thousands;

Will I eat the flesh of mighty oxen? Or, the blood of he-goats, will I drink?

Call upon me, then, in the day of distress, I will deliver thee, that thou mayest glorify me.

These things, hast thou done, and I have kept silence, Thou thoughtest that I should really be like thyself, I will convict thee, yea I will set thine offences in order before thine eyes.