Let them be ashamed and confounded Who are seeking my soul, Let them be turned backward and blush Who are desiring my evil.

Let them turn back because of their shame, Who are saying, 'Aha, aha.'

They are ashamed, they are consumed, Who are opposing my soul, They are covered with reproach and blushing, Who are seeking my evil,

And Thy righteousness, O God, is unto the heights, Because Thou hast done great things, O God, who is like Thee?

For he delivereth the needy who crieth, And the poor when he hath no helper,

Whom have I in the heavens? And with Thee none I have desired in earth.

For, lo, those far from Thee do perish, Thou hast cut off every one, Who is going a whoring from Thee.

Thou, fearful art Thou, And who doth stand before Thee, Since Thou hast been angry!

O God, in holiness is Thy way, Who is a great god like God?

So that a later generation doth know, Sons who are born, do rise and recount to their sons,

Pour Thy fury on the nations who have not known Thee, And on kingdoms that have not called in Thy name.

I am Jehovah thy God, Who bringeth thee up out of the land of Egypt. Enlarge thy mouth, and I fill it.

Who have said, 'Let us occupy for ourselves The comely places of God.'

Keep my soul, for I am pious, Save Thy servant -- who is trusting to Thee, O Thou, my God.

Among the dead -- free, As pierced ones lying in the grave, Whom Thou hast not remembered any more, Yea, they by Thy hand have been cut off.

For who in the sky, Compareth himself to Jehovah? Is like to Jehovah among sons of the mighty?

O Jehovah, God of Hosts, Who is like Thee -- a strong Jah? And Thy faithfulness is round about Thee.

With whom My hand is established, My arm also doth strengthen him.

Who is the man that liveth, and doth not see death? He delivereth his soul from the hand of Sheol. Selah.

Who knoweth the power of Thine anger? And according to Thy fear -- Thy wrath?

He who is dwelling In the secret place of the Most High, In the shade of the Mighty lodgeth habitually,

He who planteth the ear doth He not hear? He who formeth the eye doth He not see?

He who is instructing nations, Doth He not reprove? He who is teaching man knowledge is Jehovah.

O the happiness of the man Whom Thou instructest, O Jah, And out of Thy law teachest him,

Who riseth up for me with evil doers? Who stationeth himself for me with workers of iniquity?

Ye who love Jehovah, hate evil, He is keeping the souls of His saints, From the hand of the wicked he delivereth them.

He dwelleth not in my house who is working deceit, Whoso is speaking lies Is not established before mine eyes.

Who is forgiving all thine iniquities, Who is healing all thy diseases,

Who is redeeming from destruction thy life, Who is crowning thee -- kindness and mercies,

Who is satisfying with good thy desire, Renew itself as an eagle doth thy youth.

Who is laying the beam of His upper chambers in the waters, Who is making thick clouds His chariot, Who is walking on wings of wind,

Who is sending forth fountains in valleys, Between hills they go on.

Who is looking to earth, and it trembleth, He cometh against hills, and they smoke.

He hath sent Moses His servant, Aaron whom He had fixed on.

Who doth utter the mighty acts of Jehovah? Soundeth all His praise?

And He saveth them from the hand Of him who is hating, And redeemeth them from the hand of the enemy.

And they shed innocent blood -- Blood of their sons and of their daughters, Whom they have sacrificed to idols of Canaan, And the land is profaned with blood.

Let the redeemed of Jehovah say, Whom He redeemed from the hand of an adversary.

Who is wise, and observeth these? They understand the kind acts of Jehovah!

Who doth bring me in to the fenced city? Who hath led me unto Edom?

Who is as Jehovah our God, He is exalting Himself to sit?

Nor do they mutter through their throat, Like them are their makers, Every one who is trusting in them.

Blessed is he who is coming In the name of Jehovah, We blessed you from the house of Jehovah,

Thou hast rebuked the cursed proud, Who are erring from Thy commands.

And I answer him who is reproaching me a word, For I have trusted in Thy word.

A companion I am to all who fear Thee, And to those keeping Thy precepts.

Too much hath my soul dwelt with him who is hating peace.

Lo, He slumbereth not, nor sleepeth, He who is preserving Israel.

A Song of the Ascents, by David. Save for Jehovah -- who hath been for us, (Pray, let Israel say),

Save for Jehovah -- who hath been for us, In the rising up of man against us,

Blessed is Jehovah who hath not given us, A prey to their teeth.

Vain for you who are rising early, Who delay sitting, eating the bread of griefs, So He giveth to His beloved one sleep.

O the happiness of the man Who hath filled his quiver with them, They are not ashamed, For they speak with enemies in the gate!

A Song of the Ascents. O the happiness of every one fearing Jehovah, Who is walking in His ways.

Lo, surely thus is the man blessed who is fearing Jehovah.

If iniquities Thou dost observe, O Lord, who doth stand?

Who hath sworn to Jehovah. He hath vowed to the Mighty One of Jacob:

A Song of the Ascents. Lo, bless Jehovah, all servants of Jehovah, Who are standing in the house of Jehovah by night.

Who are standing in the house of Jehovah, In the courts of the house of our God.

Who smote the first-born of Egypt, From man unto beast.

Who smote many nations, and slew strong kings,

Like them are their makers, Every one who is trusting in them.

Who in our lowliness hath remembered us, For to the age is His kindness.

O daughter of Babylon, O destroyed one, O the happiness of him who repayeth to thee thy deed, That thou hast done to us.

O the happiness of him who doth seize, And hath dashed thy sucklings on the rock!

Who exchange Thee for wickedness, Lifted up to vanity are Thine enemies.

Who have devised evils in the heart, All the day they assemble for wars.

Preserve me, Jehovah, from the hands of the wicked, From one of violence Thou keepest me, Who have devised to overthrow my steps.

By David. Blessed is Jehovah my rock, who is teaching My hands for war, my fingers for battle.

My kind one, and my bulwark, My tower, and my deliverer, My shield, and in whom I have trusted, Who is subduing my people under me!

Who is giving deliverance to kings, Who is freeing David His servant from the sword of evil.

Jehovah is supporting all who are falling, And raising up all who are bowed down.

Near is Jehovah to all those calling Him, To all who call Him in truth.

O the happiness of him Who hath the God of Jacob for his help, His hope is on Jehovah his God,

Making the heavens and earth, The sea and all that is in them, Who is keeping truth to the age,

Who is giving healing to the broken of heart, And is binding up their griefs.

Who is covering the heavens with clouds, Who is preparing for the earth rain, Who is causing grass to spring up on mountains,

Who is making thy border peace, With the fat of wheat He satisfieth Thee.

Who is sending forth His saying on earth, Very speedily doth His word run.

Who is giving snow like wool, Hoar-frost as ashes He scattereth.

Casting forth His ice like morsels, Before His cold who doth stand?

Who are forsaking paths of uprightness, To walk in ways of darkness,

Who are rejoicing to do evil, They delight in frowardness of the wicked,

To deliver thee from the strange woman, From the stranger who hath made smooth her sayings,

Who is forsaking the guide of her youth, And the covenant of her God hath forgotten.

For whom Jehovah loveth He reproveth, Even as a father the son He is pleased with.

O the happiness of a man who hath found wisdom, And of a man who bringeth forth understanding.

A false witness who doth breathe out lies -- And one sending forth contentions between brethren.

So is he who hath gone in unto the wife of his neighbour, None who doth touch her is innocent.

He who committeth adultery with a woman lacketh heart, He is destroying his soul who doth it.

To preserve thee from a strange woman, From a stranger who hath made smooth her sayings.

And now, ye sons, hearken to me, Yea, happy are they who keep my ways.

Who is simple? let him turn aside hither.' Whoso lacketh heart: she hath said to him,

To call to those passing by the way, Who are going straight on their paths.

Who is simple? let him turn aside hither.' And whoso lacketh heart -- she said to him,

Poor is he who is working -- a slothful hand, And the hand of the diligent maketh rich.

In the lips of the intelligent is wisdom found, And a rod is for the back of him who is lacking understanding.

A traveller to life is he who is keeping instruction, And whoso is forsaking rebuke is erring.

There is who is scattering, and yet is increased, And who is keeping back from uprightness, only to want.

Whoso is withholding corn, the people execrate him, And a blessing is for the head of him who is selling.