Like godless jesters at a feast,
They gnashed at me with their teeth.

Your righteousness is like the mountains of God;
Your judgments are like a great deep.
O Lord, You preserve man and beast.

For they will wither quickly like the grass
And fade like the green herb.

But the wicked will perish;
And the enemies of the Lord will be like the glory of the pastures,
They vanish—like smoke they vanish away.

I have seen a wicked, violent man
Spreading himself like a luxuriant tree in its native soil.

But I, like a deaf man, do not hear;
And I am like a mute man who does not open his mouth.

Yes, I am like a man who does not hear,
And in whose mouth are no arguments.

“Hear my prayer, O Lord, and give ear to my cry;
Do not be silent at my tears;
For I am a stranger with You,
A sojourner like all my fathers.

But man in his pomp will not endure;
He is like the beasts that perish.

Man in his pomp, yet without understanding,
Is like the beasts that perish.

“These things you have done and I kept silence;
You thought that I was just like you;
I will reprove you and state the case in order before your eyes.

Your tongue devises destruction,
Like a sharp razor, O worker of deceit.

But as for me, I am like a green olive tree in the house of God;
I trust in the lovingkindness of God forever and ever.

I said, “Oh, that I had wings like a dove!
I would fly away and be at rest.

They have venom like the venom of a serpent;
Like a deaf cobra that stops up its ear,

Let them flow away like water that runs off;
When he aims his arrows, let them be as headless shafts.

Let them be as a snail which melts away as it goes along,
Like the miscarriages of a woman which never see the sun.

They return at evening, they howl like a dog,
And go around the city.

They return at evening, they howl like a dog,
And go around the city.

How long will you assail a man,
That you may murder him, all of you,
Like a leaning wall, like a tottering fence?

Who have sharpened their tongue like a sword.
They aimed bitter speech as their arrow,

When you lie down among the sheepfolds,
You are like the wings of a dove covered with silver,
And its pinions with glistening gold.

For Your righteousness, O God, reaches to the heavens,
You who have done great things;
O God, who is like You?

May he come down like rain upon the mown grass,
Like showers that water the earth.

May there be abundance of grain in the earth on top of the mountains;
Its fruit will wave like the cedars of Lebanon;
And may those from the city flourish like vegetation of the earth.

They are not in trouble as other men,
Nor are they plagued like mankind.

Like a dream when one awakes,
O Lord, when aroused, You will despise their form.

Then I was senseless and ignorant;
I was like a beast before You.

Your way, O God, is holy;
What god is great like our God?

You led Your people like a flock
By the hand of Moses and Aaron.

And not be like their fathers,
A stubborn and rebellious generation,
A generation that did not prepare its heart
And whose spirit was not faithful to God.

He divided the sea and caused them to pass through,
And He made the waters stand up like a heap.

He split the rocks in the wilderness
And gave them abundant drink like the ocean depths.

He brought forth streams also from the rock
And caused waters to run down like rivers.

When He rained meat upon them like the dust,
Even winged fowl like the sand of the seas,

But He led forth His own people like sheep
And guided them in the wilderness like a flock;

But turned back and acted treacherously like their fathers;
They turned aside like a treacherous bow.

Then the Lord awoke as if from sleep,
Like a warrior overcome by wine.

And He built His sanctuary like the heights,
Like the earth which He has founded forever.

They have poured out their blood like water round about Jerusalem;
And there was no one to bury them.

How long, O Lord? Will You be angry forever?
Will Your jealousy burn like fire?

For the choir director; set to El Shoshannim; Eduth. A Psalm of Asaph.
Oh, give ear, Shepherd of Israel,
You who lead Joseph like a flock;
You who are enthroned above the cherubim, shine forth!

“Nevertheless you will die like men
And fall like any one of the princes.”

Make their nobles like Oreb and Zeeb
And all their princes like Zebah and Zalmunna,

O my God, make them like the whirling dust,
Like chaff before the wind.

Like fire that burns the forest
And like a flame that sets the mountains on fire,

There is no one like You among the gods, O Lord,
Nor are there any works like Yours.

I am reckoned among those who go down to the pit;
I have become like a man without strength,

Forsaken among the dead,
Like the slain who lie in the grave,
Whom You remember no more,
And they are cut off from Your hand.

They have surrounded me like water all day long;
They have encompassed me altogether.

For who in the skies is comparable to the Lord?
Who among the sons of the mighty is like the Lord,

O Lord God of hosts, who is like You, O mighty Lord?
Your faithfulness also surrounds You.

You Yourself crushed Rahab like one who is slain;
You scattered Your enemies with Your mighty arm.

“It shall be established forever like the moon,
And the witness in the sky is faithful.” Selah.

How long, O Lord?
Will You hide Yourself forever?
Will Your wrath burn like fire?

For a thousand years in Your sight
Are like yesterday when it passes by,
Or as a watch in the night.

You have swept them away like a flood, they fall asleep;
In the morning they are like grass which sprouts anew.

For all our days have declined in Your fury;
We have finished our years like a sigh.

That when the wicked sprouted up like grass
And all who did iniquity flourished,
It was only that they might be destroyed forevermore.

But You have exalted my horn like that of the wild ox;
I have been anointed with fresh oil.

The righteous man will flourish like the palm tree,
He will grow like a cedar in Lebanon.

The mountains melted like wax at the presence of the Lord,
At the presence of the Lord of the whole earth.

Light is sown like seed for the righteous
And gladness for the upright in heart.

For my days have been consumed in smoke,
And my bones have been scorched like a hearth.

My heart has been smitten like grass and has withered away,
Indeed, I forget to eat my bread.

I resemble a pelican of the wilderness;
I have become like an owl of the waste places.

I lie awake,
I have become like a lonely bird on a housetop.

For I have eaten ashes like bread
And mingled my drink with weeping

My days are like a lengthened shadow,
And I wither away like grass.

“Even they will perish, but You endure;
And all of them will wear out like a garment;
Like clothing You will change them and they will be changed.

Who satisfies your years with good things,
So that your youth is renewed like the eagle.

As for man, his days are like grass;
As a flower of the field, so he flourishes.

Covering Yourself with light as with a cloak,
Stretching out heaven like a tent curtain.

He opened the rock and water flowed out;
It ran in the dry places like a river.

We have sinned like our fathers,
We have committed iniquity, we have behaved wickedly.

They reeled and staggered like a drunken man,
And were at their wits’ end.

But He sets the needy securely on high away from affliction,
And makes his families like a flock.

But he clothed himself with cursing as with his garment,
And it entered into his body like water
And like oil into his bones.

I am passing like a shadow when it lengthens;
I am shaken off like the locust.

Who is like the Lord our God,
Who is enthroned on high,

The mountains skipped like rams,
The hills, like lambs.

O mountains, that you skip like rams?
O hills, like lambs?

Those who make them will become like them,
Everyone who trusts in them.

They surrounded me like bees;
They were extinguished as a fire of thorns;
In the name of the Lord I will surely cut them off.

Though I have become like a wineskin in the smoke,
I do not forget Your statutes.

You have removed all the wicked of the earth like dross;
Therefore I love Your testimonies.

I have gone astray like a lost sheep; seek Your servant,
For I do not forget Your commandments.

A Song of Ascents.
When the Lord brought back the captive ones of Zion,
We were like those who dream.

Like arrows in the hand of a warrior,
So are the children of one’s youth.

Your wife shall be like a fruitful vine
Within your house,
Your children like olive plants
Around your table.

Let them be like grass upon the housetops,
Which withers before it grows up;

Surely I have composed and quieted my soul;
Like a weaned child rests against his mother,
My soul is like a weaned child within me.

It is like the precious oil upon the head,
Coming down upon the beard,
Even Aaron’s beard,
Coming down upon the edge of his robes.

It is like the dew of Hermon
Coming down upon the mountains of Zion;
For there the Lord commanded the blessing—life forever. Cross references: Psalm 133:1 : Gen 13:8; Heb 13:1 Psalm 133:2 : Ex 29:7; 30:25, 30; Lev 8:12 Psalm 133:2 : Ex 28:33; 39:24 Psalm 133:3 : Prov 19:12; Hos 14:5; Mic 5:7 Psalm 133:3 : Deut 3:9; 4:48 Psalm 133:3 : Ps 48:2; 74:2; 78:68 Psalm 133:3 : Lev 25:21; Deut 28:8; Ps 42:8 Psalm 133:3 : Ps 21:4 end of crossrefs

Those who make them will be like them,
Yes, everyone who trusts in them.

For the enemy has persecuted my soul;
He has crushed my life to the ground;
He has made me dwell in dark places, like those who have long been dead.

Answer me quickly, O Lord, my spirit fails;
Do not hide Your face from me,
Or I will become like those who go down to the pit.

Man is like a mere breath;
His days are like a passing shadow.

He gives snow like wool;
He scatters the frost like ashes.

Let us swallow them alive like Sheol,
Even whole, as those who go down to the pit;