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.

Then I said, "Behold, I have come. It is written about me in the book in the scroll.

Let them be disappointed and confounded together who seek after my soul to destroy it. Let them be turned backward and brought to dishonor who delight in my hurt.

If he comes to see me, he speaks falsehood. His heart gathers iniquity to itself. When he goes abroad, he tells it.

Yes, my own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, who ate bread with me, has lifted up his heel against me.

These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me, how I used to go with the crowd, and led them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping a holy day.

Deep calls to deep at the noise of your waterfalls. All your waves and your billows have swept over me.

Oh, send out your light and your truth. Let them lead me. Let them bring me to your holy hill, To your tents.

We have heard with our ears, God; our fathers have told us, what work you did in their days, in the days of old.

You drove out the nations with your hand, but you planted them. You afflicted the peoples, but you spread them abroad.

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

At the taunt of one who reproaches and verbally abuses, because of the enemy and the avenger.

All this has come on us, yet have we not forgotten you, Neither have we been false to your covenant.

won't God search this out? For he knows the secrets of the heart.

All your garments smell like myrrh, aloes, and cassia. Out of ivory palaces stringed instruments have made you glad.

Kings' daughters are among your honorable women. At your right hand the queen stands in gold of Ophir.

God is in her midst. She shall not be moved. God will help her at dawn.

Come, see Yahweh's works, what desolations he has made in the earth.

They saw it, then they were amazed. They were dismayed. They hurried away.

As we have heard, so we have seen, in the city of Yahweh of Armies, in the city of our God. God will establish it forever. Selah.

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

Why should I fear in the days of evil, when iniquity at my heels surrounds me?

Out of Zion, the perfection of beauty, God shines forth.

Our God comes, and does not keep silent. A fire devours before him. It is very stormy around him.

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?

But to the wicked God says, "What right do you have to declare my statutes, that you have taken my covenant on your lips,

Have mercy on me, God, according to your loving kindness. According to the multitude of your tender mercies, blot out my transgressions.

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

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

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.

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

Oh that the salvation of Israel would come out of Zion! When God brings back his people from captivity, then Jacob shall rejoice, and Israel shall be glad. For the Chief Musician. On stringed instruments. A contemplation by David, when the Ziphites came and said to Saul, "Isn't David hiding himself among us?"

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.

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

For it was not an enemy who insulted me, then I could have endured it. Neither was it he who hated me who raised himself up against me, then I would have hidden myself from him.

But it was you, a man like me, my companion, and my familiar friend.

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

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

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.

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

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

I cry out to God Most High, to God who accomplishes my requests for me.

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.

No, in your heart you plot injustice. You measure out the violence of your hands in the earth.

Break their teeth, God, in their mouth. Break out the great teeth of the young lions, Yahweh.

For, behold, they lie in wait for my soul. The mighty gather themselves together against me, not for my disobedience, nor for my sin, Yahweh.

I have done no wrong, yet they are ready to attack me. Rise up, behold, and help me!

They return at evening, howling like dogs, and prowl around the city.

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.

At evening let them return. Let them howl like a dog, and go around the city.

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

You have made the land tremble. You have torn it. Mend its fractures, for it quakes.

You have given a banner to those who fear you, that it may be displayed because of the truth. Selah.

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

Haven't you, God, rejected us? You don't go out with our armies, God.

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.

My soul, wait in silence for God alone, for my expectation is from him.

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

But those who seek my soul, to destroy it, shall go into the lower parts of the earth.

to shoot innocent men from ambushes. They shoot at him suddenly and fearlessly.

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

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

They also who dwell in faraway places are afraid at your wonders. You call the morning's dawn and the evening with songs of joy.

You visit the earth, and water it. You greatly enrich it. The river of God is full of water. You provide them grain, for so you have ordained it.

You drench its furrows. You level its ridges. You soften it with showers. You bless it with a crop.

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

As smoke is driven away, so drive them away. As wax melts before the fire, so let the wicked perish at the presence of God.

God sets the lonely in families. He brings out the prisoners with singing, but the rebellious dwell in a sun-scorched land.

The earth trembled. The sky also poured down rain at the presence of the God of Sinai -- at the presence of God, the God of Israel.

You, God, sent a plentiful rain. You confirmed your inheritance, when it was weary.

The Lord announced the word. The ones who proclaim it are a great company.

"Kings of armies flee! They flee!" She who waits at home divides the spoil,

When the Almighty scattered kings in her, it snowed on Zalmon.

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

Because of your temple at Jerusalem, kings shall bring presents to you.

Rebuke the wild animal of the reeds, the multitude of the bulls, with the calves of the peoples. Being humbled, may it bring bars of silver. Scatter the nations that delight in war.

Princes shall come out of Egypt. Ethiopia shall hurry to stretch out her hands to God.

Those who hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of my head. Those who want to cut me off, being my enemies wrongfully, are mighty. I have to restore what I didn't take away.

Don't let those who wait for you be shamed through me, Lord Yahweh of Armies. Don't let those who seek you be brought to dishonor through me, God of Israel.

Deliver me out of the mire, and don't let me sink. Let me be delivered from those who hate me, and out of the deep waters.

Draw near to my soul, and redeem it. Ransom me because of my enemies.

Let their table before them become a snare. May it become a retribution and a trap.

Pour out your indignation on them. Let the fierceness of your anger overtake them.

Let them be blotted out of the book of life, and not be written with the righteous.

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

The humble have seen it, and are glad. You who seek after God, let your heart live.

For God will save Zion, and build the cities of Judah. They shall settle there, and own it.

The children also of his servants shall inherit it. Those who love his name shall dwell therein. For the Chief Musician. By David. A reminder.

I have relied on you from the womb. You are he who took me out of my mother's womb. I will always praise you.

But I will always hope, and will add to all of your praise.

Abundance of grain shall be throughout the land. Its fruit sways like Lebanon. Let it flourish, thriving like the grass of the field.

Behold, these are the wicked. Being always at ease, they increase in riches.

When I tried to understand this, it was too painful for me;

But it is good for me to come close to God. I have made the Lord Yahweh my refuge, that I may tell of all your works. A contemplation by Asaph.

Why do you draw back your hand, even your right hand? Take it out of your pocket and consume them!