But as for me, I will walk in my integrity. Redeem me, and be merciful to me.

When evildoers came at me to eat up my flesh, even my adversaries and my foes, they stumbled and fell.

One thing I have asked of Yahweh, that I will seek after, that I may dwell in the house of Yahweh all the days of my life, to see Yahweh's beauty, and to inquire in his temple.

For in the day of trouble he will keep me secretly in his pavilion. In the covert of his tabernacle he will hide me. He will lift me up on a rock.

Now my head will be lifted up above my enemies around me. I will offer sacrifices of joy in his tent. I will sing, yes, I will sing praises to Yahweh.

When you said, "Seek my face," my heart said to you, "I will seek your face, Yahweh."

Don't hide your face from me. Don't put your servant away in anger. You have been my help. Don't abandon me, neither forsake me, God of my salvation.

Don't deliver me over to the desire of my adversaries, for false witnesses have risen up against me, such as breathe out cruelty.

To you, Yahweh, I call. My rock, don't be deaf to me; lest, if you are silent to me, I would become like those who go down into the pit.

Hear the voice of my petitions, when I cry to you, when I lift up my hands toward your Most Holy Place.

Don't draw me away with the wicked, with the workers of iniquity who speak peace with their neighbors, but mischief is in their hearts.

Give them according to their work, and according to the wickedness of their doings. Give them according to the operation of their hands. Bring back on them what they deserve.

Because they don't respect the works of Yahweh, nor the operation of his hands, he will break them down and not build them up.

Yahweh is their strength. He is a stronghold of salvation to his anointed.

Ascribe to Yahweh, you sons of the mighty, ascribe to Yahweh glory and strength.

Ascribe to Yahweh the glory due to his name. Worship Yahweh in holy array.

He makes them also to skip like a calf; Lebanon and Sirion like a young, wild ox.

Yahweh will give strength to his people. Yahweh will bless his people with peace. A Psalm. A Song for the Dedication of the Temple. By David.

I will extol you, Yahweh, for you have raised me up, and have not made my foes to rejoice over me.

Yahweh my God, I cried to you, and you have healed me.

Yahweh, you have brought up my soul from Sheol. You have kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.

Sing praise to Yahweh, you saints of his. Give thanks to his holy name.

I cried to you, Yahweh. To Yahweh I made supplication:

"What profit is there in my destruction, if I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise you? Shall it declare your truth?

To the end that my heart may sing praise to you, and not be silent. Yahweh my God, I will give thanks to you forever! For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David.

Bow down your ear to me. Deliver me speedily. Be to me a strong rock, a house of defense to save me.

Because of all my adversaries I have become utterly contemptible to my neighbors, A fear to my acquaintances. Those who saw me on the street fled from me.

For I have heard the slander of many, terror on every side, while they conspire together against me, they plot to take away my life.

Make your face to shine on your servant. Save me in your loving kindness.

Praise be to Yahweh, for he has shown me his marvelous loving kindness in a strong city.

As for me, I said in my haste, "I am cut off from before your eyes." Nevertheless you heard the voice of my petitions when I cried to you.

Blessed is the man to whom Yahweh doesn't impute iniquity, in whose spirit there is no deceit.

When I kept silence, my bones wasted away through my groaning all day long.

For day and night your hand was heavy on me. My strength was sapped in the heat of summer. Selah.

I acknowledged my sin to you. I didn't hide my iniquity. I said, I will confess my transgressions to Yahweh, and you forgave the iniquity of my sin. Selah.

For this, let everyone who is godly pray to you in a time when you may be found. Surely when the great waters overflow, they shall not reach to him.

Don't be like the horse, or like the mule, which have no understanding, who are controlled by bit and bridle, or else they will not come near to you.

Many sorrows come to the wicked, but loving kindness shall surround him who trusts in Yahweh.

Give thanks to Yahweh with the lyre. Sing praises to him with the harp of ten strings.

Sing to him a new song. Play skillfully with a shout of joy!

Yahweh brings the counsel of the nations to nothing. He makes the thoughts of the peoples to be of no effect.

The counsel of Yahweh stands fast forever, the thoughts of his heart to all generations.

to deliver their soul from death, to keep them alive in famine.

Let your loving kindness be on us, Yahweh, since we have hoped in you. By David; when he pretended to be insane before Abimelech, who drove him away, and he departed.

They looked to him, and were radiant. Their faces shall never be covered with shame.

The young lions do lack, and suffer hunger, but those who seek Yahweh shall not lack any good thing.

Come, you children, listen to me. I will teach you the fear of Yahweh.

Depart from evil, and do good. seek peace, and pursue it.

Yahweh's eyes are toward the righteous. His ears listen to their cry.

Yahweh's face is against those who do evil, to cut off the memory of them from the earth.

Yahweh is near to those who have a broken heart, and saves those who have a crushed spirit.

Let those who seek after my soul be disappointed and brought to dishonor. Let those who plot my ruin be turned back and confounded.

All my bones shall say, "Yahweh, who is like you, who delivers the poor from him who is too strong for him; yes, the poor and the needy from him who robs him?"

Unrighteous witnesses rise up. They ask me about things that I don't know about.

They reward me evil for good, to the bereaving of my soul.

But in my adversity, they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together. The attackers gathered themselves together against me, and I didn't know it. They tore at me, and didn't cease.

Don't let those who are my enemies wrongfully rejoice over me; neither let those who hate me without a cause wink their eyes.

For they don't speak peace, but they devise deceitful words against those who are quiet in the land.

You have seen it, Yahweh. Don't keep silent. Lord, don't be far from me.

Wake up! Rise up to defend me, my God! My Lord, contend for me!

Vindicate me, Yahweh my God, according to your righteousness. Don't let them gloat over me.

Don't let them say in their heart, "Aha! That's the way we want it!" Don't let them say, "We have swallowed him up!"

My tongue shall talk about your righteousness and about your praise all day long. For the Chief Musician. By David, the servant of Yahweh.

For he flatters himself in his own eyes, too much to detect and hate his sin.

The words of his mouth are iniquity and deceit. He has ceased to be wise and to do good.

He plots iniquity on his bed. He sets himself in a way that is not good. He doesn't abhor evil.

Your loving kindness, Yahweh, is in the heavens. Your faithfulness reaches to the skies.

Oh continue your loving kindness to those who know you, your righteousness to the upright in heart.

Don't let the foot of pride come against me. Don't let the hand of the wicked drive me away.

There the workers of iniquity are fallen. They are thrust down, and shall not be able to rise. By David.

Don't fret because of evildoers, neither be envious against those who work unrighteousness.

Trust in Yahweh, and do good. Dwell in the land, and enjoy safe pasture.

Commit your way to Yahweh. Trust also in him, and he will do this:

he will make your righteousness go forth as the light, and your justice as the noon day sun.

Rest in Yahweh, and wait patiently for him. Don't fret because of him who prospers in his way, because of the man who makes wicked plots happen.

Cease from anger, and forsake wrath. Don't fret, it leads only to evildoing.

For yet a little while, and the wicked will be no more. Yes, though you look for his place, he isn't there.

The Lord will laugh at him, for he sees that his day is coming.

The wicked have drawn out the sword, and have bent their bow, to cast down the poor and needy, to kill those who are upright in the way.

The wicked borrow, and don't pay back, but the righteous give generously.

All day long he deals graciously, and lends. His seed is blessed.

Depart from evil, and do good. Live securely forever.

For Yahweh loves justice, and doesn't forsake his saints. They are preserved forever, but the children of the wicked shall be cut off.

The wicked watches the righteous, and seeks to kill him.

Wait for Yahweh, and keep his way, and he will exalt you to inherit the land. When the wicked are cut off, you shall see it.

Yahweh, don't rebuke me in your wrath, neither chasten me in your hot displeasure.

For my iniquities have gone over my head. As a heavy burden, they are too heavy for me.

I am pained and bowed down greatly. I go mourning all day long.

They also who seek after my life lay snares. Those who seek my hurt speak mischievous things, and meditate deceits all day long.

But I, as a deaf man, don't hear. I am as a mute man who doesn't open his mouth.

Yes, I am as a man who doesn't hear, in whose mouth are no reproofs.

For in you, Yahweh, do I hope. You will answer, Lord my God.

For I said, "Don't let them gloat over me, or exalt themselves over me when my foot slips."

For I am ready to fall. My pain is continually before me.

They who also render evil for good are adversaries to me, because I follow what is good.

Don't forsake me, Yahweh. My God, don't be far from me.

Hurry to help me, Lord, my salvation. For the Chief Musician. For Jeduthun. A Psalm by David.

I said, "I will watch my ways, so that I don't sin with my tongue. I will keep my mouth with a bridle while the wicked is before me."

"Surely every man walks like a shadow. Surely they busy themselves in vain. He heaps up, and doesn't know who shall gather.

Now, Lord, what do I wait for? My hope is in you.