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For the choirmaster. A Psalm of David. Blessed is the one who cares for the poor; the LORD will deliver him in the day of trouble.

I said, “O LORD, be gracious to me; heal me, for I have sinned against You.”

All who hate me whisper against me; they imagine the worst for me:

By this I know that You delight in me, for my enemy does not triumph over me.

For the choirmaster. A Maskil of the sons of Korah. As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul longs after You, O God.

For the choirmaster. A Maskil of the sons of Korah. As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul longs after You, O God.

My soul thirsts for God, the living God. When shall I come and appear in God’s presence?

Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why the unease within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise Him for the salvation of His presence.

Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why the unease within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise Him for the salvation of His presence.

Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why the unease within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise Him, my Savior and my God.

For You are the God of my refuge. Why have You rejected me? Why must I walk in sorrow because of the enemy’s oppression?

Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why the unease within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise Him, my Savior and my God.

For the choirmaster. A Maskil of the sons of Korah. We have heard with our ears, O God; our fathers have told us the work You did in their days, in the days of old.

For it was not by their sword that they took the land; their arm did not bring them victory. It was by Your right hand, Your arm, and the light of Your face, because You favored them.

You are my King, O God, who ordains victories for Jacob.

For I do not trust in my bow, nor does my sword save me.

For You save us from our enemies; You put those who hate us to shame.

You sell Your people for nothing; no profit do You gain from their sale.

Yet for Your sake we face death all day long; we are considered as sheep to be slaughtered.

For our soul has sunk to the dust; our bodies cling to the earth.

For the choirmaster. To the tune of “The Lilies.” A Maskil of the sons of Korah. A love song. My heart is stirred by a noble theme as I recite my verses to the king; my tongue is the pen of a skillful writer.

…and the king will desire your beauty; bow to him, for he is your lord.

For the choirmaster. Of the sons of Korah. According to Alamoth. A song. God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in times of trouble.

For the choirmaster. A Psalm of the sons of Korah. Clap your hands, all you peoples; shout unto God with a voice of triumph.

He chooses our inheritance for us, the pride of Jacob, whom He loves. Selah

For God is King of all the earth; sing to Him a psalm of praise.

The nobles of the nations have assembled as the people of the God of Abraham; for the shields of the earth belong to God; He is highly exalted.

For behold, the kings assembled; they all advanced together.

For this God is our God forever and ever; He will be our guide even till death.

For the choirmaster. A Psalm of the sons of Korah. Hear this, all you peoples; listen, all inhabitants of the world,

For the redemption of his soul is costly, and never can payment suffice,

For it is clear that wise men die, and the foolish and the senseless both perish and leave their wealth to others.

Their graves are their eternal homes—their dwellings for endless generations—even though their lands were their namesakes.

Like sheep they are destined for Sheol. Death will be their shepherd. The upright will rule them in the morning, and their form will decay in Sheol, far from their lofty abode.

But God will redeem my life from Sheol, for He will surely take me to Himself. Selah

For when he dies, he will carry nothing away; his abundance will not follow him down.

And the heavens proclaim His righteousness, for God Himself is Judge. Selah

I do not rebuke you for your sacrifices, and your burnt offerings are ever before Me.

I have no need for a bull from your stall or goats from your pens,

…for every beast of the forest is Mine—the cattle on a thousand hills.

If I were hungry, I would not tell you, for the world is Mine, and the fullness thereof.

For you hate My instruction and cast My words behind you.

You unleash your mouth for evil and harness your tongue to deceit.

For the choirmaster. A Psalm of David. When Nathan the prophet came to him after his adultery with Bathsheba. Have mercy on me, O God, according to Your loving devotion; according to Your great compassion, blot out my transgressions.

For I know my transgressions, and my sin is always before me.

For You do not delight in sacrifice, or I would bring it; You take no pleasure in burnt offerings.

For the choirmaster. A Maskil of David. After Doeg the Edomite went to Saul and told him, “David has gone to the house of Ahimelech.” Why do you boast of evil, O mighty man? The loving devotion of God endures all day long.

I will praise You forever, because You have done it. I will wait on Your name—for it is good—in the presence of Your saints.

For the choirmaster. According to Mahalath. A Maskil of David. The fool says in his heart, “There is no God.” They are corrupt; their ways are vile. There is no one who does good.

There they are, overwhelmed with dread, where there was nothing to fear. For God has scattered the bones of those who besieged you. You put them to shame, for God has despised them.

There they are, overwhelmed with dread, where there was nothing to fear. For God has scattered the bones of those who besieged you. You put them to shame, for God has despised them.

For the choirmaster. With stringed instruments. A Maskil of David. When the Ziphites went to Saul and said, “Is David not hiding among us?” Save me, O God, by Your name, and vindicate me by Your might!

For strangers rise up against me, and ruthless men seek my life—men with no regard for God. Selah

For strangers rise up against me, and ruthless men seek my life—men with no regard for God. Selah

Freely I will sacrifice to You; I will praise Your name, O LORD, for it is good.

For He has delivered me from every trouble, and my eyes have looked in triumph on my foes.

For the choirmaster. With stringed instruments. A Maskil of David. Listen to my prayer, O God, and do not ignore my plea.

…at the voice of the enemy, at the pressure of the wicked. For they bring down disaster upon me and resent me in their anger.

O Lord, confuse and confound their speech, for I see violence and strife in the city.

For it is not an enemy who insults me; that I could endure. It is not a foe who rises against me; from him I could hide.

Let death seize them by surprise; let them go down to Sheol alive, for evil is with them in their homes.

God will hear and humiliate them—the One enthroned for the ages—Selah because they do not change and they have no fear of God.

For the choirmaster. To the tune of “A Dove on Distant Oaks.” A Miktam of David, when the Philistines seized him in Gath. Be merciful to me, O God, for men are hounding me; all day they press their attack.

For the choirmaster. To the tune of “A Dove on Distant Oaks.” A Miktam of David, when the Philistines seized him in Gath. Be merciful to me, O God, for men are hounding me; all day they press their attack.

My enemies pursue me all day long, for many proudly assail me.

Then my enemies will retreat on the day I cry for help. By this I will know that God is on my side.

For You have delivered my soul from death, and my feet from stumbling, that I may walk before God in the light of life.

For the choirmaster. To the tune of “Do Not Destroy.” A Miktam of David, when he fled from Saul into the cave. Have mercy on me, O God, have mercy, for in You my soul takes refuge. In the shadow of Your wings I will take shelter until the danger has passed.

For the choirmaster. To the tune of “Do Not Destroy.” A Miktam of David, when he fled from Saul into the cave. Have mercy on me, O God, have mercy, for in You my soul takes refuge. In the shadow of Your wings I will take shelter until the danger has passed.

I cry out to God Most High, to God who fulfills His purpose for me.

They spread a net for my feet; my soul was despondent. They dug a pit before me, but they themselves have fallen into it! Selah

For Your loving devotion reaches to the heavens, and Your faithfulness to the clouds.

For the choirmaster. To the tune of “Do Not Destroy.” A Miktam of David. Do you indeed speak justly, O rulers? Do you judge uprightly, O sons of men?

Then men will say, “There is surely a reward for the righteous! There is surely a God who judges the earth!”

For the choirmaster. To the tune of “Do Not Destroy.” A Miktam of David, when Saul sent men to watch David’s house in order to kill him. Deliver me from my enemies, O my God; protect me from those who rise against me.

See how they lie in wait for me. Fierce men conspire against me for no transgression or sin of my own, O LORD.

See how they lie in wait for me. Fierce men conspire against me for no transgression or sin of my own, O LORD.

For no fault of my own, they move swiftly to attack me. Arise to help me, and take notice.

See what they spew from their mouths—sharp words from their lips: “For who can hear us?”

I will keep watch for You, O my strength, because You, O God, are my fortress.

They scavenge for food, and growl if they are not satisfied.

But I will sing of Your strength and proclaim Your loving devotion in the morning. For You are my fortress, my refuge in times of trouble.

To You, O my strength, I sing praises, for You, O God, are my fortress, my God of loving devotion.

For the choirmaster. To the tune of “The Lily of the Covenant.” A Miktam of David for instruction. When he fought Aram-naharaim and Aram-zobah, and Joab returned and struck down 12,000 Edomites in the Valley of Salt. You have rejected us, O God; You have broken us; You have been angry; restore us!

For the choirmaster. To the tune of “The Lily of the Covenant.” A Miktam of David for instruction. When he fought Aram-naharaim and Aram-zobah, and Joab returned and struck down 12,000 Edomites in the Valley of Salt. You have rejected us, O God; You have broken us; You have been angry; restore us!

You have shaken the land and torn it open. Heal its fractures, for it is quaking.

You have raised a banner for those who fear You, that they may flee the bow. Selah

Give us aid against the enemy, for the help of man is worthless.

For the choirmaster. With stringed instruments. Of David. Hear my cry, O God; attend to my prayer.

For You have been my refuge, a tower of strength against the enemy.

For You have heard my vows, O God; You have given me the inheritance reserved for those who fear Your name.

For You have heard my vows, O God; You have given me the inheritance reserved for those who fear Your name.

For the choirmaster. According to Jeduthun. A Psalm of David. In God alone my soul finds rest; my salvation comes from Him.

Rest in God alone, O my soul, for my hope comes from Him.

…and loving devotion to You, O Lord. For You will repay each man according to his deeds.

A Psalm of David, when he was in the Wilderness of Judah. O God, You are my God. Earnestly I seek You; my soul thirsts for You. My body yearns for You in a dry and weary land without water.

A Psalm of David, when he was in the Wilderness of Judah. O God, You are my God. Earnestly I seek You; my soul thirsts for You. My body yearns for You in a dry and weary land without water.

For You are my help; I will sing for joy in the shadow of Your wings.

For You are my help; I will sing for joy in the shadow of Your wings.

They will fall to the power of the sword; they will become a portion for foxes.