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They go before me in a day of my calamity And Jehovah is for a support to me.

As to mine enemies -- Thou hast given to me the neck, As to those hating me -- I cut them off.

They cry, and there is no saviour, On Jehovah, and He doth not answer them.

And I beat them as dust before wind, As mire of the streets I empty them out.

Jehovah liveth -- and blessed is my rock, And exalted is the God of my salvation.

God -- who is giving vengeance to me, And He subdueth peoples under me,

There is no speech, and there are no words. Their voice hath not been heard.

And he, as a bridegroom, goeth out from his covering, He rejoiceth as a mighty one To run the path.

From the end of the heavens is his going out, And his revolution is unto their ends, And nothing is hid from his heat.

O Jehovah, save the king, He doth answer us in the day we call!

To the Overseer. -- A Psalm of David. Jehovah, in Thy strength is the king joyful, In Thy salvation how greatly he rejoiceth.

Great is his honour in Thy salvation, Honour and majesty Thou placest on him.

For the king is trusting in Jehovah, And in the kindness of the Most High He is not moved.

Thou makest them as a furnace of fire, At the time of Thy presence. Jehovah in His anger doth swallow them, And fire doth devour them.

My God, I call by day, and Thou answerest not, And by night, and there is no silence to me.

Be not far from me, For adversity is near, for there is no helper.

As waters I have been poured out, And separated themselves have all my bones, My heart hath been like wax, It is melted in the midst of my bowels.

A seed doth serve Him, It is declared of the Lord to the generation.

They come and declare His righteousness, To a people that is borne, that He hath made!

This is a generation of those seeking Him. Seeking Thy face, O Jacob! Selah.

Who is He -- this 'king of glory?' Jehovah of hosts -- He is the king of glory! Selah.

Good and upright is Jehovah, Therefore He directeth sinners in the way.

Who is this -- the man fearing Jehovah? He directeth him in the way He doth choose.

For Thy kindness is before mine eyes, And I have walked habitually in Thy truth.

And now, lifted up is my head, Above my enemies -- my surrounders, And I sacrifice in His tent sacrifices of shouting, I sing, yea, I sing praise to Jehovah.

The voice of Jehovah is on the waters, The God of glory hath thundered, Jehovah is on many waters.

The voice of Jehovah is with power, The voice of Jehovah is with majesty,

The voice of Jehovah is shivering cedars, Yea, Jehovah shivers the cedars of Lebanon.

And He causeth them to skip as a calf, Lebanon and Sirion as a son of Reems,

The voice of Jehovah is hewing fiery flames,

What gain is in my blood? In my going down unto corruption? Doth dust thank Thee? doth it declare Thy truth?

So that honour doth praise Thee, and is not silent, O Jehovah, my God, to the age I thank Thee!

Favour me, O Jehovah, for distress is to me, Mine eye, my soul, and my body Have become old by provocation.

For I have heard an evil account of many, Fear is round about. In their being united against me, To take my life they have devised,

Blessed is Jehovah, For He hath made marvellous His kindness To me in a city of bulwarks.

By David. -- An Instruction. O the happiness of him whose transgression is forgiven, Whose sin is covered.

When by day and by night Thy hand is heavy upon me, My moisture hath been changed Into the droughts of summer. Selah.

Be ye not as a horse -- as a mule, Without understanding, With bridle and bit, its ornaments, to curb, Not to come near unto thee.

Sing, ye righteous, in Jehovah, For upright ones praise is comely.

Who is forming their hearts together, Who is attending unto all their works.

Let Thy kindness, O Jehovah, be upon us, As we have waited for Thee!

By David, in his changing his behaviour before Abimelech, and he driveth him away, and he goeth. I do bless Jehovah at all times, Continually His praise is in my mouth.

They are as chaff before wind, And a messenger of Jehovah driving away.

Their way is darkness and slipperiness, And a messenger of Jehovah their pursuer.

And I -- in their sickness my clothing is sackcloth, I have humbled with fastings my soul, And my prayer unto my bosom returneth.

As if a friend, as if my brother, I walked habitually, As a mourner for a mother, Mourning I have bowed down.

They sing and rejoice, who are desiring my righteousness, And they say continually, 'Jehovah is magnified, Who is desiring the peace of His servant.'

To the Overseer. -- By a servant of Jehovah, by David. The transgression of the wicked Is affirming within my heart, 'Fear of God is not before his eyes,