They do not say in their heart, 'Aha, our desire.' They do not say, 'We swallowed him up.'

And my tongue uttereth Thy righteousness, All the day Thy praise!

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,

For he made it smooth to himself in his eyes, To find his iniquity to be hated.

The words of his mouth are iniquity and deceit, He ceased to act prudently -- to do good.

How precious is Thy kindness, O God, And the sons of men In the shadow of Thy wings do trust.

They are filled from the fatness of Thy house, And the stream of Thy delights Thou dost cause them to drink.

Draw out Thy kindness to those knowing Thee, And Thy righteousness to the upright of heart.

There have workers of iniquity fallen, They have been overthrown, And have not been able to arise!

By David. Do not fret because of evil doers, Be not envious against doers of iniquity,

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

Trust in Jehovah, and do good, Dwell in the land, and enjoy faithfulness,

And delight thyself on Jehovah, And He giveth to thee the petitions of thy heart.

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.

Desist from anger, and forsake fury, Fret not thyself only to do evil.

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

And the humble do possess the land, And they have delighted themselves In the abundance of peace.

The Lord doth laugh at him, For He hath seen that his day cometh.

A sword have the wicked opened, And they have trodden their bow, To cause to fall the poor and needy, To slaughter the upright of the way.

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

For His blessed ones do possess the land, And His reviled ones are cut off.

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

Turn aside from evil, and do good, and dwell to the age.

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.

Look unto Jehovah, and keep His way, And He doth exalt thee to possess the land, In the wicked being cut off -- thou seest!

A Psalm of David, 'To cause to remember.' Jehovah, in Thy wrath reprove me not, Nor in Thy fury chastise me.

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

I have been bent down, I have been bowed down -- unto excess, All the day I have gone mourning.

And those seeking my soul lay a snare, And those seeking my evil Have spoken mischievous things, And they do deceits meditate all the day.

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

Do not forsake me, O Jehovah, My God, be not far from me,

Haste to help me, O Lord, my salvation!

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.'

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

Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, And to my cry give ear, Unto my tear be not silent, For a sojourner I am with Thee, A settler like all my fathers.

To the Overseer. -- A Psalm of David. I have diligently expected Jehovah, And He inclineth to me, and heareth my cry,

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.

And He putteth in my mouth a new song, 'Praise to our God.' Many do see and fear, and trust in Jehovah.

O the happiness of the man Who hath made Jehovah his trust, And hath not turned unto the proud, And those turning aside to lies.

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.

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

Thy righteousness I have not concealed In the midst of my heart, Thy faithfulness and Thy salvation I have told, I have not hidden Thy kindness and Thy truth, To the great assembly.

Thou, O Jehovah, restrainest not Thy mercies from me, Thy kindness and Thy truth do continually keep me.

For compassed me have evils innumerable, Overtaken me have mine iniquities, And I have not been able to see; They have been more than the hairs of my head, And my heart hath forsaken me.

Be pleased, O Jehovah, to deliver me, O Jehovah, for my help make haste.

They are ashamed and confounded together, Who are seeking my soul to destroy it, They are turned backward, And are ashamed, who are desiring my evil.

They are desolate because of their shame, Who are saying to me, 'Aha, aha.'

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.

And if he came to see -- vanity he speaketh, His heart gathereth iniquity to itself, He goeth out -- at the street he speaketh.

All hating me whisper together against me, Against me they devise evil to me:

And Thou, Jehovah, favour me, And cause me to rise, And I give recompence to them.

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

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 soul thirsted for God, for the living God, When do I enter and see the face of God?

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

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

I say to God my rock, 'Why hast Thou forgotten me? Why go I mourning in the oppression of an enemy?

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

For thou art the God of my strength. Why hast Thou cast me off? Why mourning do I go up and down, In the oppression of an enemy?

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, not by their sword Possessed they the land, And their arm gave not salvation to them, But Thy right hand, and Thine arm, And the light of Thy countenance, Because Thou hadst accepted them.

By Thee our adversaries we do push, By Thy name tread down our withstanders,

For, not in my bow do I trust, And my sword doth not save me.

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

In God we have boasted all the day, And Thy name to the age we thank. Selah.

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 a reproach to our neighbours, A scorn and a reproach to our surrounders.

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

If we have forgotten the name of our God, And spread our hands to a strange God,

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

For bowed to the dust hath our soul, Cleaved to the earth hath our belly.

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.

Thou hast been beautified above the sons of men, Grace hath been poured into thy lips, Therefore hath God blessed thee to the age.

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

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

And the daughter of Tyre with a present, The rich of the people do appease thy face.

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

I make mention of Thy name in all generations, Therefore do peoples praise Thee, To the age, and for ever!

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.

Causing wars to cease, Unto the end of the earth, the bow he shivereth, And the spear He hath cut asunder, Chariots he doth burn with fire.

To the Overseer. -- By sons of Korah. A Psalm. All ye peoples, clap the hand, Shout to God with a voice of singing,

Praise God -- praise -- give praise to our king, praise.

Nobles of peoples have been gathered, With the people of the God of Abraham, For to God are the shields of earth, Greatly hath He been exalted!

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.

Set your heart to her bulwark, Consider her high places, So that ye recount to a later generation,

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

To the Overseer. -- By sons of Korah. A Psalm. Hear this, all ye peoples, Give ear, all ye inhabitants of the world.

I incline to a simile mine ear, I open with a harp my riddle:

Why do I fear in days of evil? The iniquity of my supplanters doth compass me.

Those trusting on their wealth, And in the multitude of their riches, Do shew themselves foolish.

A brother doth no one at all ransom, He doth not give to God his atonement.

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.

It cometh to the generation of his fathers, For ever they see not the light.