For they don't speak peace, but they devise deceitful words against those who are quiet in the land.

You have seen it, Yahweh. Don't keep silent. Lord, don't be far from me.

Vindicate me, Yahweh my God, according to your righteousness. Don't let them gloat over me.

Don't let them say in their heart, "Aha! That's the way we want it!" Don't let them say, "We have swallowed him up!"

Don't let the foot of pride come against me. Don't let the hand of the wicked drive me away.

There are the workers of iniquity fallen: they are cast down, and shall not be able to rise.

Don't fret because of evildoers, neither be envious against those who work unrighteousness.

For they shall soon be cut down like the grass, and wither as the green herb.

making your righteousness shine like the dawn,
your justice like the noonday.

Rest in Yahweh, and wait patiently for him. Don't fret because of him who prospers in his way, because of the man who makes wicked plots happen.

Cease from anger, and forsake wrath. Don't fret, it leads only to evildoing.

The wicked have drawn out the sword, and have bent their bow, to cast down the poor and needy, and to slay such as be of upright conversation.

The wicked borrow, and don't pay back, but the righteous give generously.

Though he fall, he shall not be utterly cast down: for the LORD upholdeth him with his hand.

Turn from evil, and do good, and so settle down, unto times age-abiding.

The righteous, shall inherit the earth, that they may settle down, to futurity, thereupon.

Yahweh, don't rebuke me in your wrath, neither chasten me in your hot displeasure.

For thine arrows stick fast in me, and thy hand cometh down upon me.

For thine arrows came down upon me, and thy hand will press down upon me.

I am troubled; I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.

I was moved, I was even greatly bowed down: all the day I went darkened.

But I, as a deaf man, don't hear. I am as a mute man who doesn't open his mouth.

For I said, “Don’t let them rejoice over me—
those who are arrogant toward me when I stumble.”

They repay me evil for the good I have done; though I have tried to do good to them, they hurl accusations at me.

Don't forsake me, Yahweh. My God, don't be far from me.

I said, "I will watch my ways, so that I don't sin with my tongue. I will keep my mouth with a bridle while the wicked is before me."

Deliver me from all my transgressions. Don't make me the reproach of the foolish.

I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; for thou hast done it.

With corrections for iniquity thou didst correct man, and thou wilt melt down as a moth his beauty: surely every man is vanity. Silence.

"Hear my prayer, Yahweh, and give ear to my cry. Don't be silent at my tears. For I am a stranger with you, a foreigner, as all my fathers were.

To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. I waited patiently for Jehovah; and He bowed down to me, and heard my cry.

He gave me reason to sing a new song, praising our God. May many see what God has done, so that they might swear allegiance to him and trust in the Lord!

Many, O LORD my God, are thy wonderful works which thou hast done, and thy thoughts which are to us-ward: they cannot be reckoned up in order unto thee: if I would declare and speak of them, they are more than can be numbered.

Don't withhold your tender mercies from me, Yahweh. Let your loving kindness and your truth continually preserve me.

For unnumbered evils are round about me; my sins have overtaken me, so that I am bent down with their weight; they are more than the hairs of my head, my strength is gone because of them.

But I am poor and needy. May the Lord think about me. You are my help and my deliverer. Don't delay, my God. For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David.

A thing of Belial cleaveth fast unto him; and now that he is laid down, he will rise up no more.

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.

O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar.

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.

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?

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 Chanter, an instruction of the sons of Korah} We have heard with our ears, O God; our fathers have told us what thou hast done in their time 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.

Through thee will we push down our enemies: through thy name will we tread them under that rise up against us.

But now you rejected us, and brought us to dishonor, and don't go out with our armies.

You have made us to be looked down on by our neighbours, we are laughed at and shamed by those who are round about us.

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

Wake up, Lord! Why are You sleeping?
Get up! Don’t reject us forever!

For our soul is bowed down to the dust: our belly cleaveth unto the earth.

Arise! Deliver us! Redeem us according to your gracious love! To the Director: An instruction by the Sons of Korah. A love song to the tune of "Lilies".

For the music director; according to the tune of "Lilies;" by the Korahites, a well-written poem, a love song. My heart is stirred by a beautiful song. I say, "I have composed this special song for the king; my tongue is as skilled as the stylus of an experienced scribe."

Listen, O daughter, and look; and bow down your ear; and forget your own people and your father's house.

Let the king desire your beauty. Because he [is] your lord, therefore bow down to him.

From generation to generation, I will cause your name to be remembered. Therefore people will thank you forever and ever. To the Director: A song by the Sons of Korah, to the tune of "The Maidens".

God is in the midst of her; she shall not be moved: God shall help her at the dawn of the morning.

Come ye, see the works of Jehovah, Who hath done astonishing things in the earth,

He will put down the peoples under us, and the nations under our feet.

Great is the Lord and greatly to be praised, in the town of our God, in his holy mountain.

They marveled, to see such things: they were astonished, and suddenly cast down.

I will bow down my ear to a parable; I will open my dark saying on the harp.

Death will give them their food like sheep; the underworld is their fate and they will go down into it; their flesh is food for worms; their form is wasted away; the underworld is their resting-place for ever.

Don't be afraid when a man is made rich, when the glory of his house is increased.

For at his death he receiveth nothing, His honour goeth not down after him.

He pronounces this blessing on himself while he is alive: "May men praise you, for you have done well!"

{A Psalm of Asaph.} The mighty God, even the LORD, hath spoken, and called the earth from the rising of the sun unto the going down thereof.

I don't rebuke you for your sacrifices. Your burnt offerings are continually before me.

Thou wouldst sit down - Against thine own brother, wouldst thou speak, Against thine own mother's son, wouldst thou expose a fault: -

These things hast thou done, and I kept silence; thou thoughtest that I was altogether such an one as thyself: but I will reprove thee, and set them in order before thine eyes.

Against thee, thee only, have I sinned, and done this evil in thy sight: that thou mightest be justified when thou speakest, and be clear when thou judgest.

Don't throw me from your presence, and don't take your holy Spirit from me.

For you don't delight in sacrifice, or else I would give it. You have no pleasure in burnt offering.

My [only] sacrifice [acceptable] to God is a broken spirit;
A broken and contrite heart [broken with sorrow for sin, thoroughly penitent], such, O God, You will not despise.

Why do you boast of evil, O mighty man?
The lovingkindness of God endures all day long.

Also -- God doth break thee down for ever, Taketh thee, and pulleth thee out of the tent, And He hath uprooted thee Out of the land of the living. Selah.

I will praise thee for ever, because thou hast done it: and I will wait on thy name; for it is good before thy saints.

{To the chief Musician upon Mahalath, Maschil, A Psalm of David.} The fool hath said in his heart, There is no God. Corrupt are they, and have done abominable iniquity: there is none that doeth good.

God looked down from heaven upon the children of men, to see if there were any that did understand, that did seek God.

Have the workers of iniquity no knowledge, who eat up my people as they eat bread, and don't call on God?

For He has delivered me from every trouble,
and my eye has looked down on my enemies.

Listen to my prayer, God. Don't hide yourself from my supplication.

Attend to me and answer me; I shall flow down and make a noise in my complaint

because of [the] voice [of] an enemy, because of the oppression of the wicked, because they bring down evil on me, and in anger they hold a grudge [against] me.

And saying, Who will give me the wing-feather as a dove? I will fly away and settle down.

Look, I want to flee far away; I want to settle down in the wilderness. Interlude

Send destruction on them, O Lord, make a division of tongues among them: for I have seen fighting and violent acts in the town.

By day and night they go round the town, on the walls; trouble and sorrow are in the heart of it.

Destructive forces are within her. Threats and lies don't depart from her streets.

Let death seize upon them, and let them go down quick into hell: for wickedness is in their dwellings, and among them.

God, who is enthroned forever, will hear, and answer them. Selah. They never change, who don't fear God.

But thou, O God, shalt bring them down into the pit of destruction: bloody and deceitful men shall not live out half their days; but I will trust in thee.

{To the chanter, upon the domme stock dove, which flyeth far off: Michtam of David, when the Philistines took him in Gath} Be merciful unto me, O God, for men will tread me down: they are daily fighting and troubling me.

Shall they escape by iniquity? in thine anger cast down the people, O God.

For you have delivered my soul from death, and prevented my feet from falling, that I may walk before God in the light of the living. For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "Do Not Destroy." A poem by David, when he fled from Saul, in the cave.

He will send from heaven and save me;
He calls to account him who tramples me down. Selah.
God will send out His lovingkindness and His truth.

My soul is in the midst of lions; I lie down among them that breathe out flames, the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.

They have prepared a net for my steps; my soul is bowed down: they have digged a pit before me, into the midst whereof they are fallen themselves. Selah.

Awake, my glory; awake, lute and harp: I will wake the dawn.

Be exalted, God, above the heavens. Let your glory be over all the earth. For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "Do Not Destroy." A poem by David.

O God, break their teeth in their mouth, The jaw-teeth of young lions break down, O Jehovah.