To you, Yahweh, I cry, my rock, do not be deaf to me!
If you stay silent I shall be like those who sink into oblivion. ² Hear the sound of my prayer when I call upon you,
when I raise my hands, Yahweh, towards your Holy of Holies. ³ Do not drag me away with the wicked, with evil-doers,
who talk to their partners of peace with treachery in their hearts. ⁴ Repay them as their deeds deserve, as befits their treacherous actions;
as befits their handiwork repay them, let their deserts fall back on themselves. ⁵ They do not comprehend the deeds of Yahweh, the work of his hands.
May he pull them down and not rebuild them! ⁶ Blessed be Yahweh for he hears the sound of my prayer. ⁷ Yahweh is my strength and my shield, in him my heart trusts.
I have been helped; my body has recovered its vigour, with all my heart I thank him. ⁸ Yahweh is the strength of his people, a safe refuge for his anointed.
⁹ Save your people, bless your heritage, shepherd them and carry them for ever!

Give Yahweh his due, sons of God,
give Yahweh his due of glory and strength,
² give Yahweh the glory due to his name,
adore Yahweh in the splendour of holiness. ³ Yahweh's voice over the waters, the God of glory thunders;
Yahweh over countless waters,
⁴ Yahweh's voice in power, Yahweh's voice in splendour; ⁵ Yahweh's voice shatters cedars,
Yahweh shatters cedars of Lebanon,
⁶ he makes Lebanon skip like a calf,
Sirion like a young wild ox. ⁷ Yahweh's voice carves out lightning-shafts,
⁸ Yahweh's voice convulses the desert,
Yahweh convulses the desert of Kadesh,
⁹ Yahweh's voice convulses terebinths, strips forests bare.

In his palace all cry, 'Glory!'
¹⁰ Yahweh was enthroned for the flood,
Yahweh is enthroned as king for ever.
¹¹ Yahweh will give strength to his people,
Yahweh blesses his people with peace.

I praise you to the heights, Yahweh, for you have raised me up,
you have not let my foes make merry over me.
² Yahweh, my God, I cried to you for help and you healed me.
³ Yahweh, you have lifted me out of Sheol,
from among those who sink into oblivion you have given me life. ⁴ Make music for Yahweh, all you who are faithful to him,
praise his unforgettable holiness.
⁵ His anger lasts but a moment, his favour through life;
In the evening come tears, but with dawn cries of joy. ⁶ Carefree, I used to think,
'Nothing can ever shake me!'
⁷ Your favour, Yahweh, set me on impregnable heights,
but you turned away your face and I was terrified. ⁸ To you, Yahweh, I call,
to my God I cry for mercy.
⁹ What point is there in my death, my going down to the abyss?
Can the dust praise you or proclaim your faithfulness? ¹⁰ Listen, Yahweh, take pity on me, Yahweh, be my help! ¹¹ You have turned my mourning into dancing,
you have stripped off my sackcloth and clothed me with joy.
¹² So my heart will sing to you unceasingly,
Yahweh, my God, I shall praise you for ever.

In you, Yahweh, I have taken refuge,
let me never be put to shame,
in your saving justice deliver me, rescue me,
² turn your ear to me, make haste.

Be for me a rock-fastness,
a fortified citadel to save me.
³ You are my rock, my rampart;
true to your name, lead me and guide me! ⁴ Draw me out of the net they have spread for me,
for you are my refuge;
⁵ to your hands I commit my spirit,
by you have I been redeemed.

God of truth, ⁶ you hate
those who serve useless idols;
but my trust is in Yahweh:
⁷ I will delight and rejoice in your faithful love!

You, who have seen my misery,
and witnessed the miseries of my soul,
⁸ have not handed me over to the enemy,
but have given me freedom to roam at large. ⁹ Take pity on me, Yahweh, for I am in trouble.
Vexation is gnawing away my eyes,
my soul deep within me. ¹⁰ For my life is worn out with sorrow, and my years with sighs.
My strength gives way under my misery, and my bones are all wasted away. ¹¹ The sheer number of my enemies makes me contemptible,
loathsome to my neighbours, and my friends shrink from me in horror.

When people see me in the street they take to their heels.
¹² I have no more place in their hearts than a corpse, or something lost. ¹³ All I hear is slander—terror wherever I turn—
as they plot together against me, scheming to take my life. ¹⁴ But my trust is in you, Yahweh; I say, 'You are my God,'
¹⁵ every moment of my life is in your hands, rescue me from the clutches of my foes who pursue me;
¹⁶ let your face shine on your servant, save me in your faithful love. ¹⁷ I call on you, Yahweh, so let disgrace fall not on me, but on the wicked.
Let them go down to Sheol in silence, ¹⁸ muzzles on their lying mouths,
which speak arrogantly against the upright in pride and contempt. ¹⁹ Yahweh, what quantities of good things you have in store for those who fear you,
and bestow on those who make you their refuge, for all humanity to see. ²⁰ Safe in your presence you hide them, far from human plotting,
shielding them in your tent, far from contentious tongues. ²¹ Blessed be Yahweh who works for me miracles of his faithful love (in a fortified city)!
²² In a state of terror I cried, 'I have been cut off from your sight!'
Yet you heard my plea for help when I cried out to you. ²³ Love Yahweh, all his faithful: Yahweh protects his loyal servants,
but he repays the arrogant with interest.
²⁴ Be brave, take heart, all who put your hope in Yahweh.