To the Overseer. -- An instruction, by David, in the coming in of Doeg the Edomite, and he declareth to Saul, and saith to him, 'David came in unto the house of Ahimelech.' What, boasteth thou in evil, O mighty one? The kindness of God is all the day.

'Lo, the man who maketh not God his strong place, And trusteth in the abundance of his riches, He is strong in his mischiefs.'

And I, as a green olive in the house of God, I have trusted in the kindness of God, To the age and for ever,

I thank Thee to the age, because Thou hast done it, And I wait on Thy name for it is good before Thy saints!

To the Overseer. -- 'On a disease.' -- An instruction, by David. A fool said in his heart, 'There is no God.' They have done corruptly, Yea, they have done abominable iniquity, There is none doing good.

Every one went back, together they became filthy, There is none doing good -- not even one.

There they feared a fear -- there was no fear, For God hath scattered the bones of him Who is encamping against thee, Thou hast put to shame, For God hath despised them.

Who doth give from Zion the salvation of Israel? When God turneth back to a captivity of His people, Jacob doth rejoice -- Israel is glad!

To the Overseer with stringed instruments. -- An instruction, by David, in the coming in of the Ziphim, and they say to Saul, 'Is not David hiding himself with us?' O God, by Thy name save me, and by Thy might judge me.

Lo, God is a helper to me, The Lord is with those supporting my soul,

With a free will-offering I sacrifice to Thee, I thank Thy name, O Jehovah, for it is good,

My heart is pained within me, And terrors of death have fallen on me.

And I say, 'Who doth give to me a pinion as a dove? I fly away and rest,

For an enemy reproacheth me not, or I bear it, He who is hating me Hath not magnified himself against me, Or I hide from him.

But thou, a man -- as mine equal, My familiar friend, and mine acquaintance.

Desolations are upon them, They go down to Sheol -- alive, For wickedness is in their dwelling, in their midst.

He hath ransomed in peace my soul From him who is near to me, For with the multitude they were with me.

Sweeter than honey hath been his mouth, And his heart is war! Softer have been his words than oil, And they are drawn swords.

Then turn back do mine enemies in the day I call. This I have known, that God is for me.

To the Overseer. -- 'Destroy not.' -- A secret treasure of David, in his fleeing from the face of Saul into a cave. Favour me, O God, favour me, For in Thee is my soul trusting, And in the shadow of Thy wings I trust, Until the calamities pass over.

I call to God Most High, To God who is perfecting for me.

He sendeth from the heaven, and saveth me, He reproached -- who is panting after me. Selah. God sendeth forth His kindness and His truth.

My soul is in the midst of lions, I lie down among flames -- sons of men, Their teeth are a spear and arrows, And their tongue a sharp sword.

Prepared is my heart, O God, Prepared is my heart, I sing and praise.

For great unto the heavens is Thy kindness, And unto the clouds Thy truth.

To the Overseer. -- 'Destroy not.' -- A secret treasure, by David. Is it true, O dumb one, righteously ye speak? Uprightly ye judge, O sons of men?

Their poison is as poison of a serpent, As a deaf asp shutting its ear,

They are melted as waters, They go up and down for themselves, His arrow proceedeth as they cut themselves off.

As a snail that melteth he goeth on, As an untimely birth of a woman, They have not seen the sun.

Before your pots discern the bramble, As well the raw as the heated He whirleth away.

And man saith: 'Surely fruit is for the righteous: Surely there is a God judging in the earth!'

O my Strength, unto Thee I take heed, For God is my tower -- the God of my kindness.

The sin of their mouth is a word of their lips, And they are captured in their pride, And from the curse and lying they recount.

Consume in fury, consume and they are not, And they know that God is ruling in Jacob, To the ends of the earth. Selah.

O my Strength, unto Thee I sing praise, For God is my tower, the God of my kindness!

To the Overseer. -- 'Concerning the Lily of Testimony,' a secret treasure of David, to teach, in his striving with Aram-Naharaim, and with Aram-Zobah, and Joab turneth back and smiteth Edom in the valley of Salt -- twelve thousand. O God, Thou hadst cast us off, Thou hadst broken us -- hadst been angry! -- Thou dost turn back to us.

Thou hast shewn Thy people a hard thing, Thou hast caused us to drink wine of trembling.

Thou hast given to those fearing thee an ensign. To be lifted up as an ensign Because of truth. Selah.

That Thy beloved ones may be drawn out, Save with Thy right hand, and answer us.

Mine is Gilead, and mine is Manasseh, And Ephraim is the strength of my head, Judah is my lawgiver,

Moab is my pot for washing, over Edom I cast my shoe, Shout, concerning me, O Philistia.

Is it not Thou, O God? hast Thou cast us off? And dost Thou not go forth, O God, with our hosts!

Give to us help from adversity, And vain is the deliverance of man.

Days to the days of the king Thou addest, His years as generation and generation.

To the Overseer, for Jeduthun. -- A Psalm of David. Only -- toward God is my soul silent, From Him is my salvation.

Only -- He is my rock, and my salvation, My tower, I am not much moved.

Till when do ye devise mischief against a man? Ye are destroyed all of you, As a wall inclined, a hedge that is cast down.

Only -- for God, be silent, O my soul, For from Him is my hope.

Only -- He is my rock and my salvation, My tower, I am not moved.

On God is my salvation, and my honour, The rock of my strength, my refuge is in God.

Trust in Him at all times, O people, Pour forth before Him your heart, God is a refuge for us. Selah.

Once hath God spoken, twice I heard this, That 'strength is with God.'

And with Thee, O Lord, is kindness, For Thou dost recompense to each, According to his work!

Because better is Thy kindness than life, My lips do praise Thee.

As with milk and fatness is my soul satisfied, And with singing lips doth my mouth praise.

And the king doth rejoice in God, Boast himself doth every one swearing by Him, But stopped is the mouth of those speaking lies!

Who sharpened as a sword their tongue, They directed their arrow -- a bitter word.

And they cause him to stumble, Against them is their own tongue, Every looker on them fleeth away.

To the Overseer. -- A Psalm of David. A Song. To Thee, silence -- praise, O God, is in Zion, And to Thee is a vow completed.

By fearful things in righteousness Thou answerest us, O God of our salvation, The confidence of all far off ends of earth and sea.

Thou hast inspected the earth, and waterest it, Thou makest it very rich, the rivulet of God is full of water, Thou preparest their corn, When thus Thou dost prepare it,

For Thou hast tried us, O God, Thou hast refined us as the refining of silver.

Thou hast brought us into a net, Thou hast placed pressure on our loins.

Thou hast caused man to ride at our head. We have entered into fire and into water, And Thou bringest us out to a watered place.

Unto Him with my mouth I have called, And exaltation is under my tongue.

Blessed is God, Who hath not turned aside my prayer, And His loving-kindness, from me!

To the Overseer, with stringed instruments. -- A Psalm, a Song. God doth favour us and bless us, Doth cause His face to shine with us. Selah.

Earth hath given her increase, God doth bless us -- our God,

God doth bless us, and all ends of earth fear Him!

As the driving away of smoke Thou drivest away, As the melting of wax before fire, The wicked perish at the presence of God.

Sing ye to God -- praise His name, Raise up a highway for Him who is riding in deserts, In Jah is His name, and exult before Him.

Father of the fatherless, and judge of the widows, Is God in His holy habitation.

A hill of God is the hill of Bashan, A hill of heights is the hill of Bashan.

The chariots of God are myriads, thousands of changes, The Lord is among them, in Sinai, in the sanctuary.

Blessed is the Lord, day by day He layeth on us. God Himself is our salvation. Selah.

God Himself is to us a God for deliverances, And Jehovah Lord hath the outgoings of death.

There is little Benjamin their ruler, Heads of Judah their defence, Heads of Zebulun -- heads of Naphtali.

Thy God hath commanded thy strength, Be strong, O God, this Thou hast wrought for us.

To him who is riding on the heavens of the heavens of old, Lo, He giveth with His voice a strong voice.

Ascribe ye strength to God, Over Israel is His excellency, and His strength in the clouds.

Fearful, O God, out of Thy sanctuaries, The God of Israel Himself, Giving strength and might to the people. Blessed is God!

I have sunk in deep mire, And there is no standing, I have come into the depths of the waters, And a flood hath overflown me.

And I weep in the fasting of my soul, And it is for a reproach to me.

And I -- my prayer is to Thee, O Jehovah, A time of good pleasure, O God, In the abundance of Thy kindness, Answer me in the truth of Thy salvation.

Answer me, O Jehovah, for good is Thy kindness, According to the abundance Of Thy mercies turn Thou unto me,

Reproach hath broken my heart, and I am sick, And I look for a bemoaner, and there is none, And for comforters, and I have found none.

Their table before them is for a snare, And for a recompence -- for a trap.

Their tower is desolated, In their tents there is no dweller.

And it is better to Jehovah than an ox, A bullock -- horned -- hoofed.

Let all those seeking Thee joy and be glad in Thee, And let those loving Thy salvation Say continually, 'God is magnified.'

By Thee I have been supported from the womb, From my mother's bowels Thou dost cut me out, In Thee is my praise continually.

As a wonder I have been to many, And Thou art my strong refuge.

Filled is my mouth with Thy praise, All the day with Thy beauty.

Saying, 'God hath forsaken him, Pursue and catch him, for there is no deliverer.'

And Thy righteousness, O God, is unto the heights, Because Thou hast done great things, O God, who is like Thee?

He cometh down as rain on mown grass, As showers -- sprinkling the earth.

Flourish in his days doth the righteous, And abundance of peace till the moon is not.

From fraud and from violence he redeemeth their soul, And precious is their blood in his eyes.

There is a handful of corn in the earth, On the top of mountains, Shake like Lebanon doth its fruit, And they flourish out of the city as the herb of the earth.

His name is to the age, Before the sun is his name continued, And they bless themselves in him, All nations do pronounce him happy.