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Then you will delight in the sacrifices of righteousness, in burnt offerings and in whole burnt offerings. Then they will offer bulls on your altar. For the Chief Musician. A contemplation by David, when Doeg the Edomite came and told Saul, "David has come to Abimelech's house."

For the music director; a well-written song by David. It was written when Doeg the Edomite went and informed Saul: "David has arrived at the home of Ahimelech." Why do you boast about your evil plans, O powerful man? God's loyal love protects me all day long!

You have more love for evil than for good, for deceit than for works of righteousness. (Selah.)

God shall likewise destroy thee for ever, he shall take thee away, and pluck thee out of thy dwelling place, and root thee out of the land of the living. Selah.

For the music director; according to the machalath style; a well-written song by David. Fools say to themselves, "There is no God." They sin and commit evil deeds; none of them does what is right.

Have the workers of evil no knowledge? they take my people for food, as they would take bread; they make no prayer to God.

There were they in great fear, where no fear was: for God hath scattered the bones of him that encampeth against thee: thou hast put them to shame, because God hath despised them.

{Oh, that from Zion} would come salvation [for] Israel! When God returns the fortunes of his people, let Jacob rejoice, let Israel be glad.

For the music director, to be accompanied by stringed instruments; a well-written song by David. It was written when the Ziphites came and informed Saul: "David is hiding with us." O God, deliver me by your name! Vindicate me by your power!

For he hath delivered me out of all trouble: and mine eye hath seen his desire upon mine enemies.

For the choir director: with stringed instruments. A Davidic Maskil.God, listen to my prayer
and do not ignore my plea for help.

Attend unto me, and answer me, I may ramble in my complaining, And be driven to and fro -

Because of the voice of the enemy, because of the oppression of the wicked: for they cast iniquity upon me, and in wrath they hate me.

I hasten escape for myself, From a rushing wind, from a whirlwind.

For it was not an enemy that reproached me; then I could have borne it: neither was it he that hated me that did magnify himself against me; then I would have hid myself from him:

He hath delivered my soul in peace from the battle that was against me: for there were many with me.

And thou, O God, wilt bring them down into the pit of destruction: bloody and deceitful men shall not live out half their days. But as for me, I will confide in thee.

{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.

By evil-doing they will not get free from punishment. In wrath, O God, let the peoples be made low.

{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.

He will send from heaven, and take me from the power of him whose desire is for my destruction. God will send out his mercy and his good faith.

My soul is among lions: and I lie even among them that are set on fire, even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.

They have prepared a net for my steps; my soul is bowed down: they have digged a pit before me, into the midst whereof they are fallen themselves. Selah.

Be exalted, God, above the heavens. Let your glory be over all the earth. For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "Do Not Destroy." A poem by David.

For the music director; according to the al-tashcheth style; a prayer of David. Do you rulers really pronounce just decisions? Do you judge people fairly?

They are melted as waters, They go up and down for themselves, His arrow proceedeth as they cut themselves off.

As a snail shall melt away he shall go: fire fell; they saw not the sun.


Before your cooking pots can feel the fire of thorns [burning under them as fuel],
He will sweep them away with a whirlwind, the green and the burning ones alike.

So that a man shall say, Verily there is a reward for the righteous: verily he is a God that judgeth in the earth.

For the music director; according to the al-tashcheth style; a prayer of David, written when Saul sent men to surround his house and murder him. Deliver me from my enemies, my God! Protect me from those who attack me!

For, lo, they lie in wait for my soul: the mighty are gathered against me; not for my transgression, nor for my sin, O LORD.

For no fault of mine,
they run and take up a position.
Awake to help me, and take notice.

Let them go to and fro, and run about the city, howling like dogs.

Behold, they belch out with their mouth: swords are in their lips: for who, say they, doth hear?


My God in His [steadfast] lovingkindness will meet me;
God will let me look triumphantly on my enemies [who lie in wait for me].


Do not kill them, or my people will forget;
Scatter them and make them wander [endlessly] back and forth by Your 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.

Let them go to and fro, and run about the city, howling like dogs.

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

Gilead [is] mine, and Manasseh [is] mine, and Ephraim [is] the {helmet for} my head; Judah [is] my scepter.

Moab is my pot for washing, over Edom I cast my shoe, Shout, concerning me, O Philistia.

Who will conduct me to fortified city? Who will lead me as far as Edom!

Give us help in our trouble; for there is no help in man.

Through God we shall do valiantly: for he it is that shall tread down our enemies.

For the music director; to be played on a stringed instrument; written by David. O God, hear my cry for help! Pay attention to my prayer!

From the end of the earth will I call unto thee, when my eart is overwhelmed: thou wilt lead me on to a rock which is too high for me.

For thou, O God, hast heard my vows: thou hast given me the heritage of those that fear thy name.

You will prolong the king's life; his years shall be for generations.

He shall abide before God for ever: O prepare mercy and truth, which may preserve him.

As for men they are but vanity; the children of men are deceitful. Upon the weights they are altogether lighter than vanity itself.

So I have looked for you in the sanctuary, to behold your power and glory.

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