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Draw also the spear and the battle-axe to meet those who pursue me;
Say to my soul, “I am your salvation.”

But as for me, when they were sick, my clothing was sackcloth;
I humbled my soul with fasting,
And my prayer kept returning to my bosom.

Do not let those who are wrongfully my enemies rejoice over me;
Nor let those who hate me without cause wink maliciously.

For they do not speak peace,
But they devise deceitful words against those who are quiet in the land.

They opened their mouth wide against me;
They said, “Aha, aha, our eyes have seen it!”

Judge me, O Lord my God, according to Your righteousness,
And do not let them rejoice over me.

Do not let them say in their heart, “Aha, our desire!”
Do not let them say, “We have swallowed him up!”

The words of his mouth are wickedness and deceit;
He has ceased to be wise and to do good.

How precious is Your lovingkindness, O God!
And the children of men take refuge in the shadow of Your wings.

They drink their fill of the abundance of Your house;
And You give them to drink of the river of Your delights.

O continue Your lovingkindness to those who know You,
And Your righteousness to the upright in heart.

The wicked have drawn the sword and bent their bow
To cast down the afflicted and the needy,
To slay those who are upright in conduct.

All day long he is gracious and lends,
And his descendants are a blessing.

The Lord will not leave him in his hand
Or let him be condemned when he is judged.

Wait for the Lord and keep His way,
And He will exalt you to inherit the land;
When the wicked are cut off, you will see it.

A Psalm of David, for a memorial.
O Lord, rebuke me not in Your wrath,
And chasten me not in Your burning anger.

There is no soundness in my flesh because of Your indignation;
There is no health in my bones because of my sin.

For my iniquities are gone over my head;
As a heavy burden they weigh too much for me.

For my loins are filled with burning,
And there is no soundness in my flesh.

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

But my enemies are vigorous and strong,
And many are those who hate me wrongfully.

For the choir director, for Jeduthun. A Psalm of David.
I said, “I will guard my ways
That I may not sin with my tongue;
I will guard my mouth as with a muzzle
While the wicked are in my presence.”

“Behold, You have made my days as handbreadths,
And my lifetime as nothing in Your sight;
Surely every man at his best is a mere breath. Selah.

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.

Many, O Lord my God, are the wonders which You have done,
And Your thoughts toward us;
There is none to compare with You.
If I would declare and speak of them,
They would be too numerous to count.

I have not hidden Your righteousness within my heart;
I have spoken of Your faithfulness and Your salvation;
I have not concealed Your lovingkindness and Your truth from the great congregation.

You, O Lord, will not withhold Your compassion from me;
Your lovingkindness and Your truth will continually preserve me.

For evils beyond number have surrounded me;
My iniquities have overtaken me, so that I am not able to see;
They are more numerous than the hairs of my head,
And my heart has failed me.

Let all who seek You rejoice and be glad in You;
Let those who love Your salvation say continually,
“The Lord be magnified!”

By this I know that You are pleased with me,
Because my enemy does not shout in triumph over me.

As a shattering of my bones, my adversaries revile me,
While they say to me all day long, “Where is your God?”

Why are you in despair, O my soul?
And why have you become disturbed within me?
Hope in God, for I shall yet praise Him,
The 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?

O send out Your light and Your truth, let them lead me;
Let them bring me to Your holy hill
And to Your dwelling places.

Why are you in despair, O my soul?
And why are you disturbed within me?
Hope in God, for I shall again praise Him,
The help of my countenance and my God.

For the choir director. A Maskil of the sons of Korah.
O God, we have heard with our ears,
Our fathers have told us
The work that You did in their days,
In the days of old.

You with Your own hand drove out the nations;
Then You planted them;
You afflicted the peoples,
Then You spread them abroad.

For by their own sword they did not possess the land,
And their own arm did not save them,
But Your right hand and Your arm and the light of Your presence,
For You favored them.

Through You we will push back our adversaries;
Through Your name we will trample down those who rise up against us.

But You have saved us from our adversaries,
And You have put to shame those who hate us.

In God we have boasted all day long,
And we will give thanks to Your name forever. Selah.

Yet You have rejected us and brought us to dishonor,
And do not go out with our armies.

You sell Your people cheaply,
And have not profited by their sale.

You make us a reproach to our neighbors,
A scoffing and a derision to those around us.

All this has come upon us, but we have not forgotten You,
And we have not dealt falsely with Your covenant.

Our heart has not turned back,
And our steps have not deviated from Your way,

If we had forgotten the name of our God
Or extended our hands to a strange god,

But for Your sake we are killed all day long;
We are considered as sheep to be slaughtered.

Why do You hide Your face
And forget our affliction and our oppression?

For our soul has sunk down into the dust;
Our body cleaves to the earth.

Rise up, be our help,
And redeem us for the sake of Your lovingkindness.

You are fairer than the sons of men;
Grace is poured upon Your lips;
Therefore God has blessed You forever.

Gird Your sword on Your thigh, O Mighty One,
In Your splendor and Your majesty!

And in Your majesty ride on victoriously,
For the cause of truth and meekness and righteousness;
Let Your right hand teach You awesome things.

Your arrows are sharp;
The peoples fall under You;
Your arrows are in the heart of the King’s enemies.

All Your garments are fragrant with myrrh and aloes and cassia;
Out of ivory palaces stringed instruments have made You glad.

Kings’ daughters are among Your noble ladies;
At Your right hand stands the queen in gold from Ophir.

The daughter of Tyre will come with a gift;
The rich among the people will seek your favor.

In place of your fathers will be your sons;
You shall make them princes in all the earth.

I will cause Your name to be remembered in all generations;
Therefore the peoples will give You thanks forever and ever.

The Lord of hosts is with us;
The God of Jacob is our stronghold. Selah.

For the choir director. A Psalm of the sons of Korah.
O clap your hands, all peoples;
Shout to God with the voice of joy.

He subdues peoples under us
And nations under our feet.

He chooses our inheritance for us,
The glory of Jacob whom He loves. Selah.

Sing praises to God, sing praises;
Sing praises to our King, sing praises.

A Song; a Psalm of the sons of Korah.
Great is the Lord, and greatly to be praised,
In the city of our God, His holy mountain.

They saw it, then they were amazed;
They were terrified, they fled in alarm.