My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God?

My tear hath been to me bread day and night, In their saying unto me all the day, 'Where is thy God?'

When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday.

Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance.

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 calls to deep in the roar of Your waterfalls;
all Your breakers and Your billows have swept over me.

Yet the LORD will command his lovingkindness in the daytime, and in the night his song shall be with me, and my prayer unto 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?

As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is thy God?

Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.

Judge me, O God, and plead my cause against an ungodly nation: O deliver me from the deceitful and unjust man.

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?

Send forth Thy light and Thy truth, They -- they lead me, they bring me in, Unto Thy holy hill, and unto Thy tabernacles.

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.

Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.

{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.

Uprooting the nations with your hand, and planting our fathers in their place; cutting down the nations, but increasing the growth of your people.

For they got not the land in possession by their own sword, neither did their own arm save them: but thy right hand, and thine arm, and the light of thy countenance, because thou hadst a favour unto them.

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

For I will not trust in my bow, neither shall my sword save me.

In God we boast all the day long, and praise thy name for ever. Selah.

In anger Thou hast cast off and causest us to blush, And goest not forth with our hosts.

Thou causest us to turn backward from an adversary, And those hating us, Have spoiled for themselves.

You have made us like sheep to be eaten [as mutton]
And have scattered us [in exile] among the nations.

You make us an object of reproach to our neighbors,
a source of mockery and ridicule to those around us.

You made us an object lesson among the nations; people shake their heads at us.

My dishonor tortures me continuously; the shame on my face overwhelms me

Because of the voice of a reproacher and reviler, Because of an enemy and a self-avenger.

All this is come upon us; yet have we not forgotten thee, neither have we dealt falsely in thy covenant.

Though thou hast sore broken us in the place of dragons, and covered us with the shadow of death.

If we had forgotten the name of our God, or had spread out our hands [in prayer] to a foreign god,

won't God search this out? For he knows the secrets of the heart.

Rather, on account of you we are killed {all day long}; we are accounted as sheep for slaughter.

For our souls are crushed down to the dust: our bodies are stretched out on the earth.

Arise to our help, And ransom us, because of thine own lovingkindness.

{To the chief Musician. Upon Shoshannim. Of the sons of Korah. An instruction; a song of the Beloved.} My heart is welling forth with a good matter: I say what I have composed touching the king. My tongue is the pen of a ready writer.

You are [the most] handsome of [the] sons of humankind; grace is poured out on your lips; therefore God has blessed you forever.

Gird thy sword upon thy thigh, O mighty one, Thy glory and thy majesty.

And in thy majesty ride prosperously because of truth and meekness and righteousness; and thy right hand shall teach thee terrible things.

Thine arrows are sharp in the heart of the king's enemies; whereby the people fall under thee.

You have been a lover of righteousness and a hater of evil: and so God, your God, has put the oil of joy on your head, lifting you high over all other kings.

All thy garments smell of myrrh, aloes and cassia, when thou comest out of thine ivory palaces in thy beautiful glory.

Kings' daughters were among thy honourable women: upon thy right hand did stand the queen in gold of Ophir.

Hearken, O daughter, and consider, and incline thine ear; forget also thine own people, and thy father's house;

When the king shall desire thy beauty, Surely, he, is thy lord, then bow down to him.

And the daughters of Tyre will be there with an offering; those who have wealth among the people will be looking for your approval.

Glorious is the King’s daughter within [the palace];
Her robe is interwoven with gold.

She shall be brought unto the king in raiment of needlework: the virgins her companions that follow her shall be brought unto thee.

They are led in with gladness and rejoicing;
they enter the king’s palace.

Instead of thy fathers shall be thy children, whom thou mayest make princes in all the earth.

I will make thy name to be remembered in all generations: therefore shall the people praise thee for ever and ever.

{To the chief Musician for the sons of Korah, A Song upon Alamoth.} God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble.

Therefore we fear not in the changing of earth, And in the slipping of mountains Into the heart of the seas.

Roar -- troubled are its waters, Mountains they shake in its pride. Selah.

The river's channels bring joy to the city of God, the special, holy dwelling place of the sovereign One.

God is in the midst of her; she shall not be moved: God shall help her, and that right early.

Nations rage, kingdoms topple;
the earth melts when He lifts His voice.

The Lord who commands armies is on our side! The God of Jacob is our protector! (Selah)

Come, behold the works of the LORD, what desolations he hath made in the earth.

He maketh wars to cease unto the end of the earth; he breaketh the bow, and cutteth the spear in sunder; he burneth the chariot in the fire.

Be still, and know that I am God: I will be exalted among the heathen, I will be exalted in the earth.

The Lord who commands armies is on our side! The God of Jacob is our protector! (Selah)

For the music director; by the Korahites; a psalm. All you nations, clap your hands! Shout out to God in celebration!

God has ascended on high with a shout, the LORD has ascended with the blast of a trumpet.

Play on the harp to God, play on the harp to our King; play on the harp.

For king of all the earth is God, Give praise, O understanding one.

God hath reigned over nations, God hath sat on His holy throne,

The rulers of the peoples have come together, with the people of the God of Abraham; because the powers of the earth are God's: he is lifted up on high.

{A Song and Psalm for the sons of Korah.} Great is the LORD, and greatly to be praised in the city of our God, in the mountain of his holiness.

Beautiful for situation, the joy of the whole earth, is mount Zion, on the sides of the north, the city of the great King.

God is known in her palaces for a refuge.

Behold, when the kings assembled together, when they traveled together,

They saw, so they marvelled; they were troubled, they fled in consternation:

Fear took hold upon them there, and pain, as of a woman in travail.

Thou breakest the ships of Tarshish with an east wind.

As we have heard, so have we seen in the city of the LORD of hosts, in the city of our God: God will establish it for ever. Selah.

We have thought of thy lovingkindness, O God, in the midst of thy temple.

Apply your mind to her rampart, Pass between her palaces, That ye may recount them to an after generation;

Give attention to this, all you peoples; let your ears be open, all you who are living in the world.

high and low, rich and poor, one with another.

From my mouth will come words of wisdom; and in the thoughts of my heart will be knowledge.

I will incline my ear to a proverb; I will {propound} my riddle on a lyre.

Wherefore should I fear in the days of evil, when the iniquity of my heels shall compass me about?

They that trust in their wealth, and boast themselves in the multitude of their riches;

A brother doth no one at all ransom, He doth not give to God his atonement.

For the ransom of his soul is too costly,
And he should cease trying forever—

So that he should live on eternally,
That he should never see the pit (grave) and undergo decay.

For one can see that wise men die;
foolish and stupid men also pass away.
Then they leave their wealth to others.

Their inward thought is, that their houses shall continue for ever, and their dwelling places to all generations; they call their lands after their own names.

Nevertheless man being in honour abideth not: he is like the beasts that perish.

This their way is their folly, yet they that come after them delight in their sayings. Selah.

Like sheep they are laid in the grave; death shall feed on them; and the upright shall have dominion over them in the morning; and their beauty shall consume in the grave from their dwelling.

But God shall deliver my soul from the power of hell, when he receiveth me. Selah.

Be not thou afraid when one is made rich, when the glory of his house is increased;

For when he dieth he shall carry nothing away: his glory shall not descend after him.

Though while he lived he blessed his soul: and men will praise thee, when thou doest well to thyself.

But when he followeth his fathers' generation, he shall never see light any more.

Man that is in honour, and understandeth not, is like the beasts that perish.

The Mighty One, God, Jehovah, hath spoken, And called the earth from the rising of the sun unto the going down thereof.

From Zion, the perfection of beauty,
God appears in radiance.