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To the Overseer with stringed instruments. -- An instruction, by David. Give ear, O God, to my prayer, And hide not from my supplication.

Pay attention to me and answer me.
I am restless and in turmoil with my complaint,

Because of the noise of the enemy, By reason of the oppression of the lawless one, For they would let trouble drop upon me, And, in anger, would they entrap me.

By day and by night they go round it, on its walls. Both iniquity and perverseness are in its midst,

Let death take them by surprise;
let them go down to Sheol alive,
because evil is in their homes and within them.

As for me, I will make my prayer to God, and he will be my saviour.

He has redeemed my soul in peace from the battle that was against me, for there were many by me.

He hath put forth his hands against such as be at peace with him: he hath broken his covenant.

Their mouths are softer than butter, and yet have they battle in their mind: their words are smoother than oil, and yet be they very swords.

But you, God, will bring them down into the pit of destruction. Bloodthirsty and deceitful men shall not live out half their days, but I will trust in you. For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "Silent Dove in Distant Lands." A poem by David, when the Philistines seized him in Gath.

{To the chief Musician upon Jonathelemrechokim, Michtam of David, when the Philistines took him in Gath.} Be merciful unto me, O God: for man would swallow me up; he fighting daily oppresseth me.

Mine enemies would daily swallow me up: for they be many that fight against me, O thou most High.

In God (I will praise his word), In God have I put my trust, I will not be afraid; What can flesh do unto me?

Shall they escape by iniquity? in thine anger cast down the people, O God.

When I send up my cry to you, my haters will be turned back; I am certain of this, for God is with me.

[My] vows [to you], O God, [are binding] upon me. I will pay thank offerings to you,

For you have delivered my soul from death, and prevented my feet from falling, that I may walk before God in the light of the living. For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "Do Not Destroy." A poem by David, when he fled from Saul, in the cave.

{To the chief Musician, Altaschith, Michtam of David, when he fled from Saul in the cave.} Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me: for my soul trusteth in thee: yea, in the shadow of thy wings will I make my refuge, until these calamities be overpast.

I am surrounded by lions. I lie down with those who burn with fire that is, with people whose teeth are like spears and arrows whose tongues are like sharp swords.

You are my glory; let the instruments of music be awake; I myself will be awake with the dawn.

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?

which doesn't listen to the voice of charmers, no matter how skillful the charmer may be.

O God, let their teeth be broken in their mouths; let the great teeth of the young lions be pulled out, O Lord.

Let them melt away as waters which run continually: when he bendeth his bow to shoot his arrows, let them be as cut in pieces.

Let them be as a snail which melteth and passeth away, Like the untimely birth of a woman, that hath not seen the sun.

Before your pots feel the thorns, green or burning, they shall be whirled away.

The upright man will be glad when he sees their punishment; his feet will be washed in the blood of the evil-doer.

so that men shall say, "Most certainly there is a reward for the righteous. Most certainly there is a God who judges the earth." For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "Do Not Destroy." A poem by David, when Saul sent, and they watched the house to kill him.

To the Overseer. -- 'Destroy not,' by David. -- A secret treasure, in Saul's sending, and they watch the house to put him to death. Deliver me from mine enemies, O my God, From my withstanders set me on high.

For no sin of mine they go quickly and get themselves ready; be awake and come to my help, and see.

Thou therefore, O LORD God of hosts, the God of Israel, awake to visit all the heathen: be not merciful to any wicked transgressors. Selah.

Slay them not, lest my people forget: scatter them by thy power; and bring them down, O Lord our shield.

For the sin of their mouth and the words of their lips let them even be taken in their pride: and for cursing and lying which they speak.

Consume them in wrath, consume them, that they may not be: and let them know that God ruleth in Jacob unto the ends of the earth. Selah.

To you, my strength, I will sing praises. For God is my high tower, the God of my mercy. For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "The Lily of the Covenant." A teaching poem by David, when he fought with Aram Naharaim and with Aram Zobah, and Joab returned, and killed twelve thousand of Edom in the Valley of Salt.

By the power of your hand the earth is shaking and broken; make it strong again, for it is moved.


You have made Your people experience hardship;
You have given us wine to drink that makes us stagger and fall.

Moab is my washpot; over Edom will I put out my shoe; over Philistia will a glad cry be sounded.

Who will take me into the strong town? who will be my guide into Edom?

Through God we shall do valiantly, for it is he who will tread down our adversaries. For the Chief Musician. For a stringed instrument. By David.

From the end of the earth I will call to thee, in the fainting of my heart: thou wilt lead me into the rock it will be lifted up above me.

I would be a guest in thy tent to the ages, I would seek refuge in the concealment of thy wings. Selah.

Thou wilt prolong the king's life; His years shall be as many generations.

He shall be enthroned in God's presence forever. Appoint your loving kindness and truth, that they may preserve him.

{To the Chanter, for by Jeduthun, a Psalm of David} My soul truly waiteth still upon God; for of him cometh my salvation.

How long will ye imagine mischief against a man? ye shall be slain all of you: as a bowing wall shall ye be, and as a tottering fence.

Surely men of low degree are vanity, and men of high degree are a lie: to be laid in the balance, they are altogether lighter than vanity.

Also to you, Lord, belongs loving kindness, for you reward every man according to his work. A Psalm by David, when he was in the desert of Judah.


But those who seek my life to destroy it
Will [be destroyed and] go into the depths of the earth [into the underworld].

They shall fall by the sword: they shall be a portion for foxes.

But the king shall rejoice in God; every one that sweareth by him shall glory: but the mouth of them that speak lies shall be stopped.

Hear, O God, my voice when I complain, From dread peril by the foe, wilt thou guard my life.

who sharpen their tongue like a sword. They bend [their bow to shoot] their arrows--bitter words,

To shoot down the blameless one in secret things: suddenly they will shoot, and they will not be afraid.

So they shall be made to stumble, their own tongue being against them: All that see them shall wag the head.


Then all men will fear [God’s judgment];
They will declare the work of God,
And they will consider and wisely acknowledge what He has done.

The righteous shall be glad in the LORD, and shall trust in him; and all the upright in heart shall glory.

{To the chief Musician, A Psalm and Song of David.} Praise waiteth for thee, O God, in Sion: and unto thee shall the vow be performed.

Iniquitous things, have been too strong for me, As for our transgressions, wilt, thou, by propitiation remove them.

Blessed is the man whom thou choosest, and causest to approach unto thee, that he may dwell in thy courts: we shall be satisfied with the goodness of thy house, even of thy holy temple.

By terrible things in righteousness wilt thou answer us, O God of our salvation; who art the confidence of all the ends of the earth, and of them that are afar off upon the sea:

Those who live far away are awed by Your signs;
You make east and west shout for joy.

The pastures of the desert shall drop, and the hills shall be girded with joy.

The folds shall be full of sheep; the valleys also shall stand so thick with corn, that they shall laugh and sing.

{To the Chanter, a Psalm of David} O be joyful in God, all ye lands;

sing praises unto the honor of his name. Make his praise to be glorious.

Say to God, 'How fearful are Thy works, By the abundance of Thy strength, Thine enemies feign obedience to Thee.

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