For as grass speedily they are cut off, And as the greenness of the tender grass do fade.

And hath brought out as light thy righteousness, And thy judgment as noon-day.

Be silent for Jehovah, and stay thyself for Him, Do not fret because of him Who is making prosperous his way, Because of a man doing wicked devices.

For evil doers are cut off, As to those waiting on Jehovah, they possess the land.

And yet a little, and the wicked is not, And thou hast considered his place, and it is not.

The wicked is devising against the righteous, And gnashing against him his teeth.

Better is the little of the righteous, Than the store of many wicked.

For the arms of the wicked are shivered, And Jehovah is sustaining the righteous.

Jehovah knoweth the days of the perfect, And their inheritance is -- to the age.

But the wicked perish, and the enemies of Jehovah, As the preciousness of lambs, Have been consumed, In smoke they have been consumed.

The wicked is borrowing and repayeth not, And the righteous is gracious and giving.

When he falleth, he is not cast down, For Jehovah is sustaining his hand.

All the day he is gracious and lending, And his seed is for a blessing.

For Jehovah is loving judgment, And He doth not forsake His saintly ones, To the age they have been kept, And the seed of the wicked is cut off.

The law of his God is his heart, His steps do not slide.

The wicked is watching for the righteous, And is seeking to put him to death.

I have seen the wicked terrible, And spreading as a green native plant,

And he passeth away, and lo, he is not, And I seek him, and he is not found!

Observe the perfect, and see the upright, For the latter end of each is peace.

And the salvation of the righteous is from Jehovah, Their strong place in a time of adversity.

Soundness is not in my flesh, Because of Thine indignation, Peace is not in my bones because of my sin.

For mine iniquities have passed over my head, As a heavy burden -- too heavy for me.

For my flanks have been full of drought, And soundness is not in my flesh.

Lord, before Thee is all my desire, And my sighing from Thee hath not been hid.

My heart is panting, my power hath forsaken me, And the light of mine eyes, Even they are not with me.

And I, as deaf, hear not. And as a dumb one who openeth not his mouth.

Yea, I am as a man who heareth not, And in his mouth are no reproofs.

For I am ready to halt, And my pain is before me continually.

To the Overseer, to Jeduthun. -- A Psalm of David. I have said, 'I observe my ways, Against sinning with my tongue, I keep for my mouth a curb, while the wicked is before me.'

I was dumb with silence, I kept silent from good, and my pain is excited.

Hot is my heart within me, In my meditating doth the fire burn, I have spoken with my tongue.

Cause me to know, O Jehovah, mine end, And the measure of my days -- what it is,' I know how frail I am.

Lo, handbreadths Thou hast made my days, And mine age is as nothing before Thee, Only, all vanity is every man set up. Selah.

And, now, what have I expected? O Lord, my hope -- it is of Thee.

With reproofs against iniquity, Thou hast corrected man, And dost waste as a moth his desirableness, Only, vanity is every man. Selah.

And He doth cause me to come up From a pit of desolation -- from mire of mud, And He raiseth up on a rock my feet, He is establishing my steps.

Much hast Thou done, Jehovah my God; Thy wonders and Thy thoughts toward us, There is none to arrange unto Thee, I declare and speak: They have been more than to be numbered.

Then said I, 'Lo, I have come,' In the roll of the book it is written of me,

To do Thy pleasure, my God, I have delighted, And Thy law is within my heart.

All seeking Thee rejoice and are glad in Thee, Those loving Thy salvation say continually, 'Jehovah is magnified.'

To the Overseer. -- A Psalm of David. O the happiness of him Who is acting wisely unto the poor, In a day of evil doth Jehovah deliver him.

Jehovah doth preserve him and revive him, He is happy in the land, And Thou givest him not into the will of his enemies.

A thing of Belial is poured out on him, And because he lay down he riseth not again.

As to me, in mine integrity, Thou hast taken hold upon me, And causest me to stand before Thee to the age.

Blessed is Jehovah, God of Israel, From the age -- and unto the age. Amen and Amen.

To the Overseer. -- An Instruction. By sons of Korah. As a hart doth pant for streams of water, So my soul panteth toward Thee, O God.

My tear hath been to me bread day and night, In their saying unto me all the day, 'Where is thy God?'

Deep unto deep is calling At the noise of Thy water-spouts, All Thy breakers and Thy billows passed over me.

By day Jehovah commandeth His kindness, And by night a song is with me, A prayer to the God of my life.

With a sword in my bones Have mine adversaries reproached me, In their saying unto me all the day, 'Where is thy God?'

To the Overseer. -- By sons of Korah. An Instruction. O God, with our ears we have heard, Our fathers have recounted to us, The work Thou didst work in their days, In the days of old.

For Thou hast saved us from our adversaries, And those hating us Thou hast put to shame.

In anger Thou hast cast off and causest us to blush, And goest not forth with our hosts.

Thou causest us to turn backward from an adversary, And those hating us, Have spoiled for themselves.

Thou makest us food like sheep, And among nations Thou hast scattered us.

Thou makest us a reproach to our neighbours, A scorn and a reproach to our surrounders.

Thou makest us a simile among nations, A shaking of the head among peoples.

All the day my confusion is before me, And the shame of my face hath covered me.

All this met us, and we did not forget Thee, Nor have we dealt falsely in Thy covenant.

But Thou hast smitten us in a place of dragons, And dost cover us over with death-shade.

Surely, for Thy sake we have been slain all the day, Reckoned as sheep of the slaughter.

Stir up -- why dost Thou sleep, O Lord? Awake, cast us not off for ever.

Arise, a help to us, And ransom us for thy kindness' sake.

To the Overseer. -- 'On the Lilies.' -- By sons of Korah. -- An Instruction. -- A song of loves. My heart hath indited a good thing, I am telling my works to a king, My tongue is the pen of a speedy writer.

As to Thy majesty -- prosper! -- ride! Because of truth, and meekness -- righteousness, And Thy right hand showeth Thee fearful things.

Thy throne, O God, is age-during, and for ever, A sceptre of uprightness Is the sceptre of Thy kingdom.

And the king doth desire thy beauty, Because he is thy lord -- bow thyself to him,

All glory is the daughter of the king within, Of gold-embroidered work is her clothing.

In divers colours she is brought to the king, Virgins -- after her -- her companions, Are brought to thee.

To the Overseer. -- By sons of Korah. 'For the Virgins.' -- A song. God is to us a refuge and strength, A help in adversities found most surely.

God is in her midst -- she is not moved, God doth help her at the turn of the morn!

Jehovah of Hosts is with us, A tower for us is the God of Jacob. Selah.

Jehovah of hosts is with us, A tower for us is the God of Jacob! Selah.

For Jehovah Most High is fearful, A great king over all the earth.

He leadeth peoples under us, and nations under our feet.

He doth choose for us our inheritance, The excellency of Jacob that He loves. Selah.

For king of all the earth is God, Give praise, O understanding one.

A Song, a Psalm, by sons of Korah. Great is Jehovah, and praised greatly, In the city of our God -- His holy hill.

Beautiful for elevation, A joy of all the land, is Mount Zion, The sides of the north, the city of a great king.

God in her high places is known for a tower.

Trembling hath seized them there, Pain, as of a travailing woman.

As we have heard, so we have seen, In the city of Jehovah of hosts, In the city of our God, God doth establish her -- to the age. Selah.

As is Thy name, O God, so is Thy praise, Over the ends of the earth, Righteousness hath filled Thy right hand.

That this God is our God -- To the age and for ever, He -- he doth lead us over death!

My mouth speaketh wise things, And the meditations of my heart are things of understanding.

And precious is the redemption of their soul, And it hath ceased -- to the age.

For he seeth wise men die, Together the foolish and brutish perish, And have left to others their wealth.

Their heart is: Their houses are to the age, Their tabernacles to all generations. They proclaimed their names over the lands.

This their way is folly for them, And their posterity with their sayings are pleased. Selah.

As sheep for Sheol they have set themselves, Death doth afflict them, And the upright rule over them in the morning, And their form is for consumption. Sheol is a dwelling for him.

Fear not, when one maketh wealth, When the honour of his house is abundant,

Our God cometh, and is not silent, Fire before Him doth devour, And round about him it hath been very tempestuous.

And the heavens declare His righteousness, For God Himself is judge. Selah.

For Mine is every beast of the forest, The cattle on the hills of oxen.

I have known every fowl of the mountains, And the wild beast of the field is with Me.

If I am hungry I tell not to thee, For Mine is the world and its fulness.

If thou hast seen a thief, Then thou art pleased with him, And with adulterers is thy portion.

Understand this, I pray you, Ye who are forgetting God, Lest I tear, and there is no deliverer.

He who is sacrificing praise honoureth Me, As to him who maketh a way, I cause him to look on the salvation of God!

For my transgressions I do know, And my sin is before me continually.