Arise, O Lord, in Your anger;
Lift up Yourself against the rage of my adversaries,
And arouse Yourself for me; You have appointed judgment.

Let the assembly of the peoples encompass You,
And over them return on high.

The Lord judges the peoples;
Vindicate me, O Lord, according to my righteousness and my integrity that is in me.

O let the evil of the wicked come to an end, but establish the righteous;
For the righteous God tries the hearts and minds.

My shield is with God,
Who saves the upright in heart.

His mischief will return upon his own head,
And his violence will descend upon his own pate.

For the choir director; on the Gittith. A Psalm of David.
O Lord, our Lord,
How majestic is Your name in all the earth,
Who have displayed Your splendor above the heavens!

When I consider Your heavens, the work of Your fingers,
The moon and the stars, which You have ordained;

O Lord, our Lord,
How majestic is Your name in all the earth!

I will be glad and exult in You;
I will sing praise to Your name, O Most High.

When my enemies turn back,
They stumble and perish before You.

For You have maintained my just cause;
You have sat on the throne judging righteously.

The enemy has come to an end in perpetual ruins,
And You have uprooted the cities;
The very memory of them has perished.

And He will judge the world in righteousness;
He will execute judgment for the peoples with equity.

The Lord also will be a stronghold for the oppressed,
A stronghold in times of trouble;

And those who know Your name will put their trust in You,
For You, O Lord, have not forsaken those who seek You.

Sing praises to the Lord, who dwells in Zion;
Declare among the peoples His deeds.

That I may tell of all Your praises,
That in the gates of the daughter of Zion
I may rejoice in Your salvation.

The nations have sunk down in the pit which they have made;
In the net which they hid, their own foot has been caught.

The Lord has made Himself known;
He has executed judgment.
In the work of his own hands the wicked is snared. Higgaion Selah.

Put them in fear, O Lord;
Let the nations know that they are but men. Selah.

Why do You stand afar off, O Lord?
Why do You hide Yourself in times of trouble?

In pride the wicked hotly pursue the afflicted;
Let them be caught in the plots which they have devised.

The wicked, in the haughtiness of his countenance, does not seek Him.
All his thoughts are, “There is no God.”

His ways prosper at all times;
Your judgments are on high, out of his sight;
As for all his adversaries, he snorts at them.

He says to himself, “I will not be moved;
Throughout all generations I will not be in adversity.”

He sits in the lurking places of the villages;
In the hiding places he kills the innocent;
His eyes stealthily watch for the unfortunate.

He lurks in a hiding place as a lion in his lair;
He lurks to catch the afflicted;
He catches the afflicted when he draws him into his net.

For the choir director. A Psalm of David.
In the Lord I take refuge;
How can you say to my soul, “Flee as a bird to your mountain;

For, behold, the wicked bend the bow,
They make ready their arrow upon the string
To shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.

The Lord is in His holy temple; the Lord’s throne is in heaven;
His eyes behold, His eyelids test the sons of men.

The Lord tests the righteous and the wicked,
And the one who loves violence His soul hates.

They speak falsehood to one another;
With flattering lips and with a double heart they speak.

Who have said, “With our tongue we will prevail;
Our lips are our own; who is lord over us?”

“Because of the devastation of the afflicted, because of the groaning of the needy,
Now I will arise,” says the Lord; “I will set him in the safety for which he longs.”

The words of the Lord are pure words;
As silver tried in a furnace on the earth, refined seven times.

The wicked strut about on every side
When vileness is exalted among the sons of men.

How long shall I take counsel in my soul,
Having sorrow in my heart all the day?
How long will my enemy be exalted over me?

And my enemy will say, “I have overcome him,”
And my adversaries will rejoice when I am shaken.

But I have trusted in Your lovingkindness;
My heart shall rejoice in Your salvation.

For the choir director. A Psalm of David.
The fool has said in his heart, “There is no God.”
They are corrupt, they have committed abominable deeds;
There is no one who does good.

They have all turned aside, together they have become corrupt;
There is no one who does good, not even one.

There they are in great dread,
For God is with the righteous generation.

Oh, that the salvation of Israel would come out of Zion!
When the Lord restores His captive people,
Jacob will rejoice, Israel will be glad.

A Psalm of David.
O Lord, who may abide in Your tent?
Who may dwell on Your holy hill?

He who walks with integrity, and works righteousness,
And speaks truth in his heart.

In whose eyes a reprobate is despised,
But who honors those who fear the Lord;
He swears to his own hurt and does not change;

A Mikhtam of David.
Preserve me, O God, for I take refuge in You.

As for the saints who are in the earth,
They are the majestic ones in whom is all my delight.

The lines have fallen to me in pleasant places;
Indeed, my heritage is beautiful to me.

I will bless the Lord who has counseled me;
Indeed, my mind instructs me in the night.

For You will not abandon my soul to Sheol;
Nor will You allow Your Holy One to undergo decay.

You will make known to me the path of life;
In Your presence is fullness of joy;
In Your right hand there are pleasures forever.

Keep me as the apple of the eye;
Hide me in the shadow of Your wings

They have now surrounded us in our steps;
They set their eyes to cast us down to the ground.

He is like a lion that is eager to tear,
And as a young lion lurking in hiding places.

From men with Your hand, O Lord,
From men of the world, whose portion is in this life,
And whose belly You fill with Your treasure;
They are satisfied with children,
And leave their abundance to their babes.

As for me, I shall behold Your face in righteousness;
I will be satisfied with Your likeness when I awake.

The Lord is my rock and my fortress and my deliverer,
My God, my rock, in whom I take refuge;
My shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.

In my distress I called upon the Lord,
And cried to my God for help;
He heard my voice out of His temple,
And my cry for help before Him came into His ears.

The Lord also thundered in the heavens,
And the Most High uttered His voice,
Hailstones and coals of fire.

He sent out His arrows, and scattered them,
And lightning flashes in abundance, and routed them.

He sent from on high, He took me;
He drew me out of many waters.

They confronted me in the day of my calamity,
But the Lord was my stay.

He brought me forth also into a broad place;
He rescued me, because He delighted in me.

Therefore the Lord has recompensed me according to my righteousness,
According to the cleanness of my hands in His eyes.

For You save an afflicted people,
But haughty eyes You abase.

As for God, His way is blameless;
The word of the Lord is tried;
He is a shield to all who take refuge in Him.

Their line has gone out through all the earth,
And their utterances to the end of the world.
In them He has placed a tent for the sun,

Its rising is from one end of the heavens,
And its circuit to the other end of them;
And there is nothing hidden from its heat.

Moreover, by them Your servant is warned;
In keeping them there is great reward.

Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart
Be acceptable in Your sight,
O Lord, my rock and my Redeemer.

For the choir director. A Psalm of David.
May the Lord answer you in the day of trouble!
May the name of the God of Jacob set you securely on high!

We will sing for joy over your victory,
And in the name of our God we will set up our banners.
May the Lord fulfill all your petitions.

Some boast in chariots and some in horses,
But we will boast in the name of the Lord, our God.

Save, O Lord;
May the King answer us in the day we call.

For the choir director. A Psalm of David.
O Lord, in Your strength the king will be glad,
And in Your salvation how greatly he will rejoice!

For You meet him with the blessings of good things;
You set a crown of fine gold on his head.

For You make him most blessed forever;
You make him joyful with gladness in Your presence.

For the king trusts in the Lord,
And through the lovingkindness of the Most High he will not be shaken.

You will make them as a fiery oven in the time of your anger;
The Lord will swallow them up in His wrath,
And fire will devour them.

Be exalted, O Lord, in Your strength;
We will sing and praise Your power.

In You our fathers trusted;
They trusted and You delivered them.

To You they cried out and were delivered;
In You they trusted and were not disappointed.

“Commit yourself to the Lord; let Him deliver him;
Let Him rescue him, because He delights in him.”

Yet You are He who brought me forth from the womb;
You made me trust when upon my mother’s breasts.

My strength is dried up like a potsherd,
And my tongue cleaves to my jaws;
And You lay me in the dust of death.

I will tell of Your name to my brethren;
In the midst of the assembly I will praise You.

You who fear the Lord, praise Him;
All you descendants of Jacob, glorify Him,
And stand in awe of Him, all you descendants of Israel.

For He has not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the afflicted;
Nor has He hidden His face from him;
But when he cried to Him for help, He heard.

From You comes my praise in the great assembly;
I shall pay my vows before those who fear Him.

He makes me lie down in green pastures;
He leads me beside quiet waters.

He restores my soul;
He guides me in the paths of righteousness
For His name’s sake.

You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies;
You have anointed my head with oil;
My cup overflows.

Surely goodness and lovingkindness will follow me all the days of my life,
And I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.

A Psalm of David.
The earth is the Lord’s, and all it contains,
The world, and those who dwell in it.

Who may ascend into the hill of the Lord?
And who may stand in His holy place?

Lift up your heads, O gates,
And be lifted up, O ancient doors,
That the King of glory may come in!

Who is the King of glory?
The Lord strong and mighty,
The Lord mighty in battle.

Lift up your heads, O gates,
And lift them up, O ancient doors,
That the King of glory may come in!