Thou art not afraid of fear by night, Of arrow that flieth by day,

For His messengers He chargeth for thee, To keep thee in all thy ways,

With length of days I satisfy him, And I cause him to look on My salvation!

A Psalm. -- A Song for the sabbath-day. Good to give thanks to Jehovah, And to sing praises to Thy name, O Most High,

To declare in the morning Thy kindness, And Thy faithfulness in the nights.

For Thou hast caused me to rejoice, O Jehovah, in Thy work, Concerning the works of Thy hands I sing.

When the wicked flourish as a herb, And blossom do all workers of iniquity -- For their being destroyed for ever and ever!

And Thou art high to the age, O Jehovah.

For, lo, Thine enemies, O Jehovah, For, lo, Thine enemies, do perish, Separate themselves do all workers of iniquity.

And mine eye looketh on mine enemies, Of those rising up against me, The evil doers, do mine ears hear.

Those planted in the house of Jehovah, In the courts of our God do flourish.

To declare that upright is Jehovah my rock, And there is no perverseness in Him!

Thy testimonies have been very stedfast, To Thy house comely is holiness, O Jehovah, for length of days!

Till when do the wicked, O Jehovah? Till when do the wicked exult?

They utter -- they speak an old saw, All working iniquity do boast themselves.

Consider, ye brutish among the people, And ye foolish, when do ye act wisely?

To give rest to him from days of evil, While a pit is digged for the wicked.

For to righteousness judgment turneth back, And after it all the upright of heart,

Unless Jehovah were a help to me, My soul had almost inhabited silence.

And Jehovah is for a high place to me, And my God is for a rock -- my refuge,

Come, we sing to Jehovah, We shout to the rock of our salvation.

We come before His face with thanksgiving, With psalms we shout to Him.

For He is our God, and we the people of His pasture, And the flock of His hand, To-day, if to His voice ye hearken,

Harden not your heart as in Meribah, As in the day of Massah in the wilderness,

Sing to Jehovah a new song, Sing to Jehovah all the earth.

Sing to Jehovah, bless His name, Proclaim from day to day His salvation.

Ascribe to Jehovah, O families of the peoples, Ascribe to Jehovah honour and strength.

Ascribe to Jehovah the honour of His name, Lift up a present and come in to His courts.

Bow yourselves to Jehovah, In the honour of holiness, Be afraid of His presence, all the earth.

The field exulteth, and all that is in it, Then sing do all trees of the forest,

Before Jehovah, for He hath come, For He hath come to judge the earth. He judgeth the world in righteousness, And the peoples in His faithfulness!

Ashamed are all servants of a graven image, Those boasting themselves in idols, Bow yourselves to him, all ye gods.

A Psalm. Sing ye to Jehovah a new song, For wonders He hath done, Given salvation to Him hath His right hand and His holy arm.

He hath remembered His kindness, And His faithfulness to the house of Israel, All ends of earth have seen the salvation of our God.

Shout to Jehovah, all the earth, Break forth, and cry aloud, and sing.

Sing to Jehovah with harp, With harp, and voice of praise,

Before Jehovah, For He hath come to judge the earth, He judgeth the world in righteousness, And the people in uprightness!

In a pillar of cloud He speaketh unto them, They have kept His testimonies, And the statute He hath given to them.

O Jehovah, our God, Thou hast afflicted them, A God forgiving Thou hast been to them, And taking vengeance on their actions.

A Psalm of Thanksgiving. Shout to Jehovah, all the earth.

Enter ye His gates with thanksgiving, His courts with praise, Give ye thanks to Him, bless ye His Name.

For good is Jehovah, to the age His kindness, And to generation and generation His faithfulness!

A Psalm of David. Kindness and judgment I sing, To Thee, O Jehovah, I sing praise.

I set not before mine eyes a worthless thing, The work of those turning aside I have hated, It adhereth not to me.

Mine eyes are on the faithful of the land, To dwell with me, Whoso is walking in a perfect way, he serveth me.

At morning I cut off all the wicked of the land, To cut off from the city of Jehovah All the workers of iniquity!

A Prayer of the afflicted when he is feeble, and before Jehovah poureth out his plaint. O Jehovah, hear my prayer, yea, my cry to Thee cometh.

Hide not Thou Thy face from me, In a day of mine adversity, Incline unto me Thine ear, In the day I call, haste, answer me.

Smitten as the herb, and withered, is my heart, For I have forgotten to eat my bread.

From the voice of my sighing Hath my bone cleaved to my flesh.

I have been like to a pelican of the wilderness, I have been as an owl of the dry places.

All the day mine enemies reproached me, Those mad at me have sworn against me.

And Thou, O Jehovah, to the age abidest, And Thy memorial to all generations.

Thou -- Thou risest -- Thou pitiest Zion, For the time to favour her, For the appointed time hath come.

This is written for a later generation, And the people created do praise Jah.

To hear the groan of the prisoner, To loose sons of death,

To declare in Zion the name of Jehovah, And His praise in Jerusalem,

In the peoples being gathered together, And the kingdoms -- to serve Jehovah.

The sons of Thy servants do continue, And their seed before Thee is established!

He maketh known His ways to Moses, To the sons of Israel His acts.

Merciful and gracious is Jehovah, Slow to anger, and abundant in mercy.

Not for ever doth He strive, Nor to the age doth He watch.

Not according to our sins hath He done to us, Nor according to our iniquities Hath He conferred benefits upon us.

And the kindness of Jehovah Is from age even unto age on those fearing Him, And His righteousness to sons' sons,

To those keeping His covenant, And to those remembering His precepts to do them.

Bless Jehovah, ye His messengers, Mighty in power -- doing His word, To hearken to the voice of His Word.

He hath founded earth on its bases, It is not moved to the age and for ever.

The abyss! as with clothing Thou hast covered it, Above hills do waters stand.

A border Thou hast set, they pass not over, They turn not back to cover the earth.

Causing grass to spring up for cattle, And herb for the service of man, To bring forth bread from the earth,

And wine -- it rejoiceth the heart of man, To cause the face to shine from oil, And bread -- the heart of man it supporteth.

Where birds do make nests, The stork -- the firs are her house.

The young lions are roaring for prey, And to seek from God their food.

Man goeth forth to his work, And to his service -- till evening.

There do ships go: leviathan, That Thou hast formed to play in it.

All of them unto Thee do look, To give their food in its season.

Thou dost give to them -- they gather, Thou dost open Thy hand -- they are satisfied with good.

The honour of Jehovah is to the age, Jehovah rejoiceth in His works,

Who is looking to earth, and it trembleth, He cometh against hills, and they smoke.

I sing to Jehovah during my life, I sing praise to my God while I exist.

Sweet is my meditation on Him, I -- I do rejoice in Jehovah.

Give ye thanks to Jehovah -- call ye in His name, Make known among the peoples His acts.

Sing ye to Him -- sing praise to Him, Meditate ye on all His wonders.

He hath remembered to the age His covenant, The word He commanded to a thousand generations,

That He hath made with Abraham, And His oath to Isaac,

And doth establish it to Jacob for a statute, To Israel -- a covenant age-during,

Saying, 'To thee I give the land of Canaan, The portion of your inheritance,'

He hath not suffered any to oppress them And He reproveth for their sakes kings.

'Strike not against Mine anointed, And to My prophets do not evil.'

To bind his chiefs at his pleasure, And his elders he maketh wise.

And Israel cometh in to Egypt, And Jacob hath sojourned in the land of Ham.

He turned their heart to hate His people, To conspire against His servants.

He hath turned their waters to blood, And putteth to death their fish.

He hath spread a cloud for a covering, And fire to enlighten the night.

And He giveth to them the lands of nations, And the labour of peoples they possess,

Praise ye Jah, give thanks to Jehovah, For good, for to the age, is His kindness.

To look on the good of Thy chosen ones, To rejoice in the joy of Thy nation, To boast myself with Thine inheritance.

And He saveth them for His name's sake, To make known His might,

And rebuketh the sea of Suph, and it is dried up, And causeth them to go Through depths as a wilderness.

And He giveth to them their request, And sendeth leanness into their soul.