Judge me, Yahweh, for I have walked in my integrity. I have trusted also in Yahweh without wavering.

For your loving kindness is before my eyes. I have walked in your truth.

But as for me, I will walk in my integrity. Redeem me, and be merciful to me.

Yahweh is my light and my salvation. Whom shall I fear? Yahweh is the strength of my life. Of whom shall I be afraid?

Though an army should encamp against me, my heart shall not fear. Though war should rise against me, even then I will be confident.

For in the day of trouble he will keep me secretly in his pavilion. In the covert of his tabernacle he will hide me. He will lift me up on a rock.

Don't deliver me over to the desire of my adversaries, for false witnesses have risen up against me, such as breathe out cruelty.

Wait for Yahweh. Be strong, and let your heart take courage. Yes, wait for Yahweh. By David.

Yahweh will give strength to his people. Yahweh will bless his people with peace. A Psalm. A Song for the Dedication of the Temple. By David.

I will extol you, Yahweh, for you have raised me up, and have not made my foes to rejoice over me.

For his anger is but for a moment. His favor is for a lifetime. Weeping may stay for the night, but joy comes in the morning.

As for me, I said in my prosperity, "I shall never be moved."

You have turned my mourning into dancing for me. You have removed my sackcloth, and clothed me with gladness,

To the end that my heart may sing praise to you, and not be silent. Yahweh my God, I will give thanks to you forever! For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David.

For you are my rock and my fortress, therefore for your name's sake lead me and guide me.

Pluck me out of the net that they have laid secretly for me, for you are my stronghold.

I will be glad and rejoice in your loving kindness, for you have seen my affliction. You have known my soul in adversities.

Have mercy on me, Yahweh, for I am in distress. My eye, my soul, and my body waste away with grief.

For my life is spent with sorrow, my years with sighing. My strength fails because of my iniquity. My bones are wasted away.

Because of all my adversaries I have become utterly contemptible to my neighbors, A fear to my acquaintances. Those who saw me on the street fled from me.

For I have heard the slander of many, terror on every side, while they conspire together against me, they plot to take away my life.

Let me not be disappointed, Yahweh, for I have called on you. Let the wicked be disappointed. Let them be silent in Sheol.

Oh how great is your goodness, which you have laid up for those who fear you, which you have worked for those who take refuge in you, before the sons of men!

Praise be to Yahweh, for he has shown me his marvelous loving kindness in a strong city.

As for me, I said in my haste, "I am cut off from before your eyes." Nevertheless you heard the voice of my petitions when I cried to you.

For day and night your hand was heavy on me. My strength was sapped in the heat of summer. Selah.

For this, let everyone who is godly pray to you in a time when you may be found. Surely when the great waters overflow, they shall not reach to him.

Be glad in Yahweh, and rejoice, you righteous! Shout for joy, all you who are upright in heart!

Rejoice in Yahweh, you righteous! Praise is fitting for the upright.

For the word of Yahweh is right. All his work is done in faithfulness.

Let all the earth fear Yahweh. Let all the inhabitants of the world stand in awe of him.

For he spoke, and it was done. He commanded, and it stood firm.

Blessed is the nation whose God is Yahweh, the people whom he has chosen for his own inheritance.

A horse is a vain thing for safety, neither does he deliver any by his great power.

Behold, Yahweh's eye is on those who fear him, on those who hope in his loving kindness;

Our soul has waited for Yahweh. He is our help and our shield.

For our heart rejoices in him, because we have trusted in his holy name.

The angel of Yahweh encamps around those who fear him, and delivers them.

Oh fear Yahweh, you his saints, for there is no lack with those who fear him.

Come, you children, listen to me. I will teach you the fear of Yahweh.

Take hold of shield and buckler, and stand up for my help.

For without cause they have hidden their net in a pit for me. Without cause they have dug a pit for my soul.

All my bones shall say, "Yahweh, who is like you, who delivers the poor from him who is too strong for him; yes, the poor and the needy from him who robs him?"

They reward me evil for good, to the bereaving of my soul.

But as for me, when they were sick, my clothing was sackcloth. I afflicted my soul with fasting. My prayer returned into my own bosom.

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.

Wake up! Rise up to defend me, my God! My Lord, contend for me!

Let them shout for joy and be glad, who favor my righteous cause. Yes, let them say continually, "Yahweh be magnified, who has pleasure in the prosperity of his servant!"

My tongue shall talk about your righteousness and about your praise all day long. For the Chief Musician. By David, the servant of Yahweh.

An oracle is within my heart about the disobedience of the wicked: "There is no fear of God before his eyes."

For he flatters himself in his own eyes, too much to detect and hate his sin.

For with you is the spring of life. In your light shall we see light.

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

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.

For evildoers shall be cut off, but those who wait for Yahweh shall inherit the land.

For yet a little while, and the wicked will be no more. Yes, though you look for his place, he isn't there.

The Lord will laugh at him, for he sees that his day is coming.

For the arms of the wicked shall be broken, but Yahweh upholds the righteous.

For such as are blessed by him shall inherit the land. Those who are cursed by him shall be cut off.

Though he stumble, he shall not fall, for Yahweh holds him up with his hand.

I have been young, and now am old, yet I have not seen the righteous forsaken, nor his children begging for bread.

For Yahweh loves justice, and doesn't forsake his saints. They are preserved forever, but the children of the wicked shall be cut off.

Wait for Yahweh, and keep his way, and he will exalt you to inherit the land. When the wicked are cut off, you shall see it.

Mark the perfect man, and see the upright, for there is a future for the man of peace.

As for transgressors, they shall be destroyed together. The future of the wicked shall be cut off.

Yahweh helps them, and rescues them. He rescues them from the wicked, and saves them, Because they have taken refuge in him. A Psalm by David, for a memorial.

For your arrows have pierced me, your hand presses hard on me.

For my iniquities have gone over my head. As a heavy burden, they are too heavy for me.

For my waist is filled with burning. There is no soundness in my flesh.

My heart throbs. My strength fails me. As for the light of my eyes, it has also left me.

My lovers and my friends stand aloof from my plague. My kinsmen stand far away.

For in you, Yahweh, do I hope. You will answer, Lord my God.

For I said, "Don't let them gloat over me, or exalt themselves over me when my foot slips."

For I am ready to fall. My pain is continually before me.

For I will declare my iniquity. I will be sorry for my sin.

They who also render evil for good are adversaries to me, because I follow what is good.

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

Hurry to help me, Lord, my salvation. For the Chief Musician. For Jeduthun. A Psalm by David.

My heart was hot within me. While I meditated, the fire burned: I spoke with my tongue:

Now, Lord, what do I wait for? My hope is in you.

When you rebuke and correct man for iniquity, You consume his wealth like a moth. Surely every man is but a breath." Selah.

"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.

Oh spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go away, and exist no more." For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David.

I waited patiently for Yahweh. He turned to me, and heard my cry.

He has put a new song in my mouth, even praise to our God. Many shall see it, and fear, and shall trust in Yahweh.

For innumerable evils have surrounded me. My iniquities have overtaken me, so that I am not able to look up. They are more than the hairs of my head. My heart has failed me.

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.

I said, "Yahweh, have mercy on me! Heal me, for I have sinned against you."

All who hate me whisper together against me. They imagine the worst for me.

As for me, you uphold me in my integrity, and set me in your presence forever.

Blessed be Yahweh, the God of Israel, from everlasting and to everlasting! Amen and amen. BOOK II For the Chief Musician. A contemplation by the sons of Korah.

As the deer pants for the water brooks, so my soul pants after you, God.

My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and appear before God?

Why are you in despair, my soul? Why are you disturbed within me? Hope in God! For I shall still praise him for the saving help of his presence.

Why are you in despair, my soul? Why are you disturbed within me? Hope in God! For I shall still praise him, the saving help of my countenance, and my God.

For you are the God of my strength. Why have you rejected me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

Why are you in despair, my soul? Why are you disturbed within me? Hope in God! For I shall still praise him: my Savior, my helper, and my God. For the Chief Musician. By the sons of Korah. A contemplative psalm.

For they didn't get the land in possession by their own sword, neither did their own arm save them; but your right hand, and your arm, and the light of your face, because you were favorable to them.

You are my King, God. Command victories for Jacob!