Mark well her bulwarks. Consider her palaces, that you may tell it to the next generation.

For this God is our God forever and ever. He will be our guide even to death. For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by the sons of Korah.

Hear this, all you peoples. Listen, all you inhabitants of the world,

My mouth will speak words of wisdom. My heart shall utter understanding.

I will incline my ear to a proverb. I will open my riddle on the harp.

Their inward thought is that their houses will endure forever, and their dwelling places to all generations. They name their lands after themselves.

But God will redeem my soul from the power of Sheol, for he will receive me. Selah.

Though while he lived he blessed his soul -- and men praise you when you do well for yourself --

"Hear, my people, and I will speak; Israel, and I will testify against you. I am God, your God.

I know all the birds of the mountains. The wild animals of the field are mine.

If I were hungry, I would not tell you, for the world is mine, and all that is in it.

Will I eat the flesh of bulls, or drink the blood of goats?

Call on me in the day of trouble. I will deliver you, and you will honor me."

You have done these things, and I kept silent. You thought that I was just like you. I will rebuke you, and accuse you in front of your eyes.

Whoever offers the sacrifice of thanksgiving glorifies me, and prepares his way so that I will show God's salvation to him." For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David, when Nathan the prophet came to him, after he had gone in to Bathsheba.

Purify me with hyssop, and I will be clean. Wash me, and I will be whiter than snow.

Hide your face from my sins, and blot out all of my iniquities.

Then I will teach transgressors your ways. Sinners shall be converted to you.

The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit. A broken and contrite heart, O God, you will not despise.

Do well in your good pleasure to Zion. Build the walls of Jerusalem.

Then you will delight in the sacrifices of righteousness, in burnt offerings and in whole burnt offerings. Then they will offer bulls on your altar. For the Chief Musician. A contemplation by David, when Doeg the Edomite came and told Saul, "David has come to Abimelech's house."

You love all devouring words, you deceitful tongue.

God will likewise destroy you forever. He will take you up, and pluck you out of your tent, and root you out of the land of the living. Selah.

The righteous also will see it, and fear, and laugh at him, saying,

I will give you thanks forever, because you have done it. I will hope in your name, for it is good, in the presence of your saints. For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "Mahalath." A contemplation by David.

He will repay the evil to my enemies. Destroy them in your truth.

With a free will offering, I will sacrifice to you. I will give thanks to your name, Yahweh, for it is good.

For he has delivered me out of all trouble. My eye has seen triumph over my enemies. For the Chief Musician. On stringed instruments. A contemplation by David.

As for me, I will call on God. Yahweh will save me.

Evening, morning, and at noon, I will cry out in distress. He will hear my voice.

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

His mouth was smooth as butter, but his heart was war. His words were softer than oil, yet they were drawn swords.

Cast your burden on Yahweh, and he will sustain you. He will never allow the righteous to be moved.

But you, God, will bring them down into the pit of destruction. Bloodthirsty and deceitful men shall not live out half their days, but I will trust in you. For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "Silent Dove in Distant Lands." A poem by David, when the Philistines seized him in Gath.

Be merciful to me, God, for man wants to swallow me up. All day long, he attacks and oppresses me.

My enemies want to swallow me up all day long, for they are many who fight proudly against me.

When I am afraid, I will put my trust in you.

In God, I praise his word. In God, I put my trust. I will not be afraid. What can flesh do to me?

All day long they twist my words. All their thoughts are against me for evil.

In God, I will praise his word. In Yahweh, I will praise his word.

I have put my trust in God. I will not be afraid. What can man do to me?

Your vows are on me, God. I will give thank offerings to you.

Be merciful to me, God, be merciful to me, for my soul takes refuge in you. Yes, in the shadow of your wings, I will take refuge, until disaster has passed.

He will send from heaven, and save me, he rebukes the one who is pursuing me. Selah. God will send out his loving kindness and his truth.

Be exalted, God, above the heavens! Let your glory be above all the earth!

My heart is steadfast, God, my heart is steadfast. I will sing, yes, I will sing praises.

Wake up, my glory! Wake up, psaltery and harp! I will wake up the dawn.

I will give thanks to you, Lord, among the peoples. I will sing praises to you among the nations.

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.

Before your pots can feel the heat of the thorns, he will sweep away the green and the burning alike.

But you, Yahweh, laugh at them. You scoff at all the nations.

My God will go before me with his loving kindness. God will let me look at my enemies in triumph.

Consume them in wrath. Consume them, and they will be no more. Let them know that God rules in Jacob, to the ends of the earth. Selah.

They shall wander up and down for food, and wait all night if they aren't satisfied.

But I will sing of your strength. Yes, I will sing aloud of your loving kindness in the morning. For you have been my high tower, a refuge in the day of my distress.

To you, my strength, I will sing praises. For God is my high tower, the God of my mercy. For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "The Lily of the Covenant." A teaching poem by David, when he fought with Aram Naharaim and with Aram Zobah, and Joab returned, and killed twelve thousand of Edom in the Valley of Salt.

God has spoken from his sanctuary: "I will triumph. I will divide Shechem, and measure out the valley of Succoth.

Moab is my wash basin. I will throw my shoe on Edom. I shout in triumph over Philistia."

Who will bring me into the strong city? Who has led me to Edom?

Through God we shall do valiantly, for it is he who will tread down our adversaries. For the Chief Musician. For a stringed instrument. By David.

From the end of the earth, I will call to you, when my heart is overwhelmed. Lead me to the rock that is higher than I.

I will dwell in your tent forever. I will take refuge in the shelter of your wings. Selah.

You will prolong the king's life; his years shall be for generations.

So I will sing praise to your name forever, that I may fulfill my vows daily. For the Chief Musician. To Jeduthan. A Psalm by David.

He alone is my rock and my salvation, my fortress -- I will never be greatly shaken.

How long will you assault a man, would all of you throw him down, Like a leaning wall, like a tottering fence?

He alone is my rock and my salvation, my fortress. I will not be shaken.

Trust in him at all times, you people. Pour out your heart before him. God is a refuge for us. Selah.

Surely men of low degree are just a breath, and men of high degree are a lie. In the balances they will go up. They are together lighter than a breath.

God, you are my God. I will earnestly seek you. My soul thirsts for you. My flesh longs for you, in a dry and weary land, where there is no water.

So I will bless you while I live. I will lift up my hands in your name.

For you have been my help. I will rejoice in the shadow of your wings.

But the king shall rejoice in God. Everyone who swears by him will praise him, for the mouth of those who speak lies shall be silenced. For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David.

They encourage themselves in evil plans. They talk about laying snares secretly. They say, "Who will see them?"

But God will shoot at them. They will be suddenly struck down with an arrow.

Their own tongues shall ruin them. All who see them will shake their heads.

All mankind shall be afraid. They shall declare the work of God, and shall wisely ponder what he has done.

The righteous shall be glad in Yahweh, and shall take refuge in him. All the upright in heart shall praise him! For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David. A song.

You who hear prayer, to you all men will come.

Blessed is one whom you choose, and cause to come near, that he may live in your courts. We will be filled with the goodness of your house, your holy temple.

By awesome deeds of righteousness, you answer us, God of our salvation. You who are the hope of all the ends of the earth, of those who are far away on the sea;

Make a joyful shout to God, all the earth!

All the earth will worship you, and will sing to you; they will sing to your name." Selah.

who preserves our life among the living, and doesn't allow our feet to be moved.

I will come into your temple with burnt offerings. I will pay my vows to you,

I will offer to you burnt offerings of fat animals, with the offering of rams, I will offer bulls with goats. Selah.

Come, and hear, all you who fear God. I will declare what he has done for my soul.

That your way may be known on earth, and your salvation among all nations,

let the peoples praise you, God. Let all the peoples praise you.

Oh let the nations be glad and sing for joy, for you will judge the peoples with equity, and govern the nations on earth. Selah.

Let the peoples praise you, God. Let all the peoples praise you.

The earth has yielded its increase. God, even our own God, will bless us.

God will bless us. All the ends of the earth shall fear him. For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David. A song.

while you sleep among the campfires, the wings of a dove sheathed with silver, her feathers with shining gold.

Why do you look in envy, you rugged mountains, at the mountain where God chooses to reign? Yes, Yahweh will dwell there forever.

But God will strike through the head of his enemies, the hairy scalp of such a one as still continues in his guiltiness.

The Lord said, "I will bring you again from Bashan, I will bring you again from the depths of the sea;

You know my reproach, my shame, and my dishonor. My adversaries are all before you.

I will praise the name of God with a song, and will magnify him with thanksgiving.

It will please Yahweh better than an ox, or a bull that has horns and hoofs.