“The proud beasts have not trodden it,
Nor has the fierce lion passed over it.

“And now I have become their taunt,
I have even become a byword to them.

“On the right hand their brood arises;
They thrust aside my feet and build up against me their ways of destruction.

That He may turn man aside from his conduct,
And keep man from pride;

So that his life loathes bread,
And his soul favorite food.

“There they cry out, but He does not answer
Because of the pride of evil men.

“Then indeed, He enticed you from the mouth of distress,
Instead of it, a broad place with no constraint;
And that which was set on your table was full of fatness.

“Now men do not see the light which is bright in the skies;
But the wind has passed and cleared them.

And I said, ‘Thus far you shall come, but no farther;
And here shall your proud waves stop’?

“Pour out the overflowings of your anger,
And look on everyone who is proud, and make him low.

“Look on everyone who is proud, and humble him,
And tread down the wicked where they stand.

“Will you play with him as with a bird,
Or will you bind him for your maidens?

“His strong scales are his pride,
Shut up as with a tight seal.

“He looks on everything that is high;
He is king over all the sons of pride.”

Then all his brothers and all his sisters and all who had known him before came to him, and they ate bread with him in his house; and they consoled him and comforted him for all the adversities that the Lord had brought on him. And each one gave him one piece of money, and each a ring of gold.

There is nothing reliable in what they say;
Their inward part is destruction itself.
Their throat is an open grave;
They flatter with their tongue.

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

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;

Do all the workers of wickedness not know,
Who eat up my people as they eat bread,
And do not call upon the Lord?

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

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

O Lord, You have brought up my soul from Sheol;
You have kept me alive, that I would not go down to the pit.

Let the lying lips be mute,
Which speak arrogantly against the righteous
With pride and contempt.

O love the Lord, all you His godly ones!
The Lord preserves the faithful
And fully recompenses the proud doer.

Let not the foot of pride come upon me,
And let not the hand of the wicked drive me away.

I have been young and now I am old,
Yet I have not seen the righteous forsaken
Or his descendants begging bread.

He brought me up out of the pit of destruction, out of the miry clay,
And He set my feet upon a rock making my footsteps firm.

How blessed is the man who has made the Lord his trust,
And has not turned to the proud, nor to those who lapse into falsehood.

Even my close friend in whom I trusted,
Who ate my bread,
Has lifted up his heel against me.

Yet You have rejected us and brought us to dishonor,
And do not go out with our armies.

You make us a byword among the nations,
A laughingstock among the peoples.

She will be led to the King in embroidered work;
The virgins, her companions who follow her,
Will be brought to You.

Though its waters roar and foam,
Though the mountains quake at its swelling pride. Selah.

“I know every bird of the mountains,
And everything that moves in the field is Mine.

Behold, I was brought forth in iniquity,
And in sin my mother conceived me.

Behold, You desire truth in the innermost being,
And in the hidden part You will make me know wisdom.

Have the workers of wickedness no knowledge,
Who eat up My people as though they ate bread
And have not called upon God?

On account of the sin of their mouth and the words of their lips,
Let them even be caught in their pride,
And on account of curses and lies which they utter.

You brought us into the net;
You laid an oppressive burden upon our loins.

You made men ride over our heads;
We went through fire and through water,
Yet You brought us out into a place of abundance.

When I made sackcloth my clothing,
I became a byword to them.

Therefore pride is their necklace;
The garment of violence covers them.

Do not lift up your horn on high,
Do not speak with insolent pride.’”

He brought forth streams also from the rock
And caused waters to run down like rivers.

“Behold, He struck the rock so that waters gushed out,
And streams were overflowing;
Can He give bread also?
Will He provide meat for His people?”

Man did eat the bread of angels;
He sent them food in abundance.

So He brought their days to an end in futility
And their years in sudden terror.

So He brought them to His holy land,
To this hill country which His right hand had gained.

From the care of the ewes with suckling lambs He brought him
To shepherd Jacob His people,
And Israel His inheritance.

Do not remember the iniquities of our forefathers against us;
Let Your compassion come quickly to meet us,
For we are brought very low.

You have fed them with the bread of tears,
And You have made them to drink tears in large measure.

“I, the Lord, am your God,
Who brought you up from the land of Egypt;
Open your mouth wide and I will fill it.

The bird also has found a house,
And the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young,
Even Your altars, O Lord of hosts,
My King and my God.

You have broken down all his walls;
You have brought his strongholds to ruin.

As for the days of our life, they contain seventy years,
Or if due to strength, eighty years,
Yet their pride is but labor and sorrow;
For soon it is gone and we fly away.

Rise up, O Judge of the earth,
Render recompense to the proud.

He has brought back their wickedness upon them
And will destroy them in their evil;
The Lord our God will destroy them.

My heart has been smitten like grass and has withered away,
Indeed, I forget to eat my bread.

I lie awake,
I have become like a lonely bird on a housetop.

For I have eaten ashes like bread
And mingled my drink with weeping

There is the sea, great and broad,
In which are swarms without number,
Animals both small and great.

And He called for a famine upon the land;
He broke the whole staff of bread.

Then He brought them out with silver and gold,
And among His tribes there was not one who stumbled.

They asked, and He brought quail,
And satisfied them with the bread of heaven.

And He brought forth His people with joy,
His chosen ones with a joyful shout.

He brought them out of darkness and the shadow of death
And broke their bands apart.

Then they cried to the Lord in their trouble,
And He brought them out of their distresses.

He will judge among the nations,
He will fill them with corpses,
He will shatter the chief men over a broad country.

The Lord preserves the simple;
I was brought low, and He saved me.

I have seen a limit to all perfection;
Your commandment is exceedingly broad.

Our soul is greatly filled
With the scoffing of those who are at ease,
And with the contempt of the proud. Cross references: Psalm 123:1 : Ps 121:1; 141:8 Psalm 123:1 : Ps 2:4; 11:4 Psalm 123:2 : Prov 27:18; Mal 1:6 Psalm 123:2 : Ps 25:15 Psalm 123:3 : Ps 4:1; 51:1 Psalm 123:3 : Neh 4:4; Ps 119:22 Psalm 123:4 : Neh 2:19; Ps 79:4 Psalm 123:4 : Job 12:5; Is 32:9, 11; Amos 6:1 Psalm 123:4 : Neh 4:4; Ps 119:22 end of crossrefs

Our soul has escaped as a bird out of the snare of the trapper;
The snare is broken and we have escaped.

A Song of Ascents.
When the Lord brought back the captive ones of Zion,
We were like those who dream.

It is vain for you to rise up early,
To retire late,
To eat the bread of painful labors;
For He gives to His beloved even in his sleep.

A Song of Ascents, of David.
O Lord, my heart is not proud, nor my eyes haughty;
Nor do I involve myself in great matters,
Or in things too difficult for me.

“I will abundantly bless her provision;
I will satisfy her needy with bread.

It is like the precious oil upon the head,
Coming down upon the beard,
Even Aaron’s beard,
Coming down upon the edge of his robes.

And brought Israel out from their midst,
For His lovingkindness is everlasting,

If I take the wings of the dawn,
If I dwell in the remotest part of the sea,

Even the darkness is not dark to You,
And the night is as bright as the day.
Darkness and light are alike to You.

The proud have hidden a trap for me, and cords;
They have spread a net by the wayside;
They have set snares for me. Selah.

“Give heed to my cry,
For I am brought very low;
Deliver me from my persecutors,
For they are too strong for me.

Indeed, it is useless to spread the baited net
In the sight of any bird;

For they eat the bread of wickedness
And drink the wine of violence.

Deliver yourself like a gazelle from the hunter’s hand
And like a bird from the hand of the fowler.

For on account of a harlot one is reduced to a loaf of bread,
And an adulteress hunts for the precious life.

Until an arrow pierces through his liver;
As a bird hastens to the snare,
So he does not know that it will cost him his life.

“The fear of the Lord is to hate evil;
Pride and arrogance and the evil way
And the perverted mouth, I hate.

“When there were no depths I was brought forth,
When there were no springs abounding with water.

“Before the mountains were settled,
Before the hills I was brought forth;

“Stolen water is sweet;
And bread eaten in secret is pleasant.”

When pride comes, then comes dishonor,
But with the humble is wisdom.

Better is he who is lightly esteemed and has a servant
Than he who honors himself and lacks bread.

He who tills his land will have plenty of bread,
But he who pursues worthless things lacks sense.

The Lord will tear down the house of the proud,
But He will establish the boundary of the widow.

Bright eyes gladden the heart;
Good news puts fat on the bones.

Everyone who is proud in heart is an abomination to the Lord;
Assuredly, he will not be unpunished.

Pride goes before destruction,
And a haughty spirit before stumbling.

It is better to be humble in spirit with the lowly
Than to divide the spoil with the proud.

Bread obtained by falsehood is sweet to a man,
But afterward his mouth will be filled with gravel.