1311 A Song of the Ascents, by David. Jehovah, my heart hath not been haughty, Nor have mine eyes been high, Nor have I walked in great things, And in things too wonderful for me. 2 Have I not compared, and kept silent my soul, As a weaned one by its mother? As a weaned one by me 'is' my soul. 3 Israel doth wait on Jehovah, From henceforth, and unto the age!
1381 By David. I confess Thee, with all my heart, Before the gods I do praise Thee. 2 I bow myself toward Thy holy temple, And I confess Thy name, For Thy kindness, and for Thy truth, For Thou hast made great Thy saying above all Thy name. 3 In the day I called, when Thou dost answer me, Thou dost strengthen me in my soul 'with' strength. 4 O Jehovah, all kings of earth confess Thee, When they have heard the sayings of Thy mouth. 5 And they sing in the ways of Jehovah, For great 'is' the honour of Jehovah.
6 For high 'is' Jehovah, and the lowly He seeth, And the haughty from afar He knoweth. 7 If I walk in the midst of distress Thou quickenest me, Against the anger of mine enemies Thou sendest forth Thy hand, And Thy right hand doth save me. 8 Jehovah doth perfect for me, O Jehovah, Thy kindness 'is' to the age, The works of Thy hands let not fall!
1391 Jehovah, Thou hast searched me, and knowest. 2 Thou—Thou hast known my sitting down, And my rising up, Thou hast attended to my thoughts from afar. 3 My path and my couch Thou hast fanned, And 'with' all my ways hast been acquainted. 4 For there is not a word in my tongue, Lo, O Jehovah, Thou hast known it all! 5 Behind and before Thou hast besieged me, And Thou dost place on me Thy hand. 6 Knowledge too wonderful for me, It hath been set on high, I am not able for it.
7 Whither do I go from Thy Spirit? And whither from Thy face do I flee? 8 If I ascend the heavens—there Thou 'art', And spread out a couch in Sheol, lo, Thee! 9 I take the wings of morning, I dwell in the uttermost part of the sea, 10 Also there Thy hand doth lead me, And Thy right hand doth hold me. 11 And I say, 'Surely darkness bruiseth me, Then night 'is' light to me. 12 Also darkness hideth not from Thee, And night as day shineth, as 'is' darkness so 'is' light. 13 For Thou—Thou hast possessed my reins, Thou dost cover me in my mother's belly. 14 I confess Thee, because that 'with' wonders I have been distinguished. Wonderful 'are' Thy works, And my soul is knowing 'it' well. 15 My substance was not hid from Thee, When I was made in secret, Curiously wrought in the lower part of earth. 16 Mine unformed substance Thine eyes saw, And on Thy book all of them are written, The days they were formed—And not one among them.
17 And to me how precious have been Thy thoughts, O God, how great hath been their sum! 18 I recount them! than the sand they are more, I have waked, and I am still with Thee. 19 Dost Thou slay, O God, the wicked? Then, men of blood, turn aside from me! 20 Who exchange Thee for wickedness, Lifted up to vanity 'are' Thine enemies. 21 Do not I hate, Jehovah, those hating Thee? And with Thy withstanders grieve myself? 22 'With' perfect hatred I have hated them, Enemies they have become to me. 23 Search me, O God, and know my heart, Try me, and know my thoughts, 24 And see if a grievous way be in me, And lead me in a way age-during!
1431 O Jehovah, hear my prayer, Give ear unto my supplications, In Thy faithfulness answer me—in Thy righteousness. 2 And enter not into judgment with Thy servant, For no one living is justified before Thee. 3 For an enemy hath pursued my soul, He hath bruised to the earth my life, He hath caused me to dwell in dark places, As the dead of old. 4 And my spirit in me is become feeble, Within me is my heart become desolate. 5 I have remembered days of old, I have meditated on all Thine acts, On the work of Thy hand I muse. 6 I have spread forth my hands unto Thee, My soul 'is' as a weary land for Thee. Selah.
7 Haste, answer me, O Jehovah, My spirit hath been consumed, Hide not Thou Thy face from me, Or I have been compared with those going down 'to' the pit. 8 Cause me to hear in the morning Thy kindness, For in Thee I have trusted, Cause me to know the way that I go, For unto Thee I have lifted up my soul. 9 Deliver me from mine enemies, O Jehovah, Near Thee I am covered. 10 Teach me to do Thy good pleasure, For Thou 'art' my God—Thy Spirit 'is' good, Lead me into a land of uprightness. 11 For Thy name's sake O Jehovah, Thou dost quicken me, In Thy righteousness, Thou bringest out from distress my soul, 12 And in Thy kindness cuttest off mine enemies, And hast destroyed all the adversaries of my soul, For I 'am' Thy servant!
1441 By David. Blessed 'is' Jehovah my rock, who is teaching My hands for war, my fingers for battle. 2 My kind one, and my bulwark, My tower, and my deliverer, My shield, and in whom I have trusted, Who is subduing my people under me! 3 Jehovah, what 'is' man that Thou knowest him? Son of man, that Thou esteemest him? 4 Man to vanity hath been like, His days 'are' as a shadow passing by. 5 Jehovah, incline Thy heavens and come down, Strike against mountains, and they smoke. 6 Send forth lightning, and scatter them, Send forth Thine arrows, and trouble them, 7 Send forth Thy hand from on high, Free me, and deliver me from many waters, From the hand of sons of a stranger, 8 Because their mouth hath spoken vanity, And their right hand 'is' a right hand of falsehood.
9 O God, a new song I sing to Thee, On a psaltery of ten strings I sing praise to Thee. 10 Who is giving deliverance to kings, Who is freeing David His servant from the sword of evil. 11 Free me, and deliver me From the hand of sons of a stranger, Because their mouth hath spoken vanity, And their right hand 'is' a right hand of falsehood, 12 Because our sons 'are' as plants, Becoming great in their youth, Our daughters as hewn stones, Polished—the likeness of a palace, 13 Our garners 'are' full, bringing out from kind to kind, Our flocks are bringing forth thousands, Ten thousands in our out-places, 14 Our oxen are carrying, there is no breach, And there is no outgoing, And there is no crying in our broad places. 15 O the happiness of the people that is thus, O the happiness of the people whose God 'is' Jehovah!
1451 Praise by David. I exalt Thee, my God, O king, And bless Thy name to the age and for ever. 2 Every day do I bless Thee, And praise Thy name to the age and for ever. 3 Great 'is' Jehovah, and praised greatly, And of His greatness there is no searching. 4 Generation to generation praiseth Thy works, And Thy mighty acts they declare. 5 The honour—the glory of Thy majesty, And the matters of Thy wonders I declare. 6 And the strength of Thy fearful acts they tell, And Thy greatness I recount. 7 The memorial of the abundance of Thy goodness they send forth. And Thy righteousness they sing. 8 Gracious and merciful 'is' Jehovah, Slow to anger, and great in kindness. 9 Good 'is' Jehovah to all, And His mercies 'are' over all His works.
10 Confess Thee O Jehovah, do all Thy works, And Thy saints do bless Thee. 11 The honour of Thy kingdom they tell, And 'of' Thy might they speak, 12 To make known to sons of men His mighty acts, The honour of the majesty of His kingdom. 13 Thy kingdom 'is' a kingdom of all ages, And Thy dominion 'is' in all generations. 14 Jehovah is supporting all who are falling, And raising up all who are bowed down. 15 The eyes of all unto Thee do look, And Thou art giving to them their food in its season, 16 Opening Thy hand, and satisfying The desire of every living thing. 17 Righteous 'is' Jehovah in all His ways, And kind in all His works. 18 Near 'is' Jehovah to all those calling Him, To all who call Him in truth. 19 The desire of those fearing Him He doth, And their cry He heareth, and saveth them. 20 Jehovah preserveth all those loving Him, And all the wicked He destroyeth. 21 The praise of Jehovah my mouth speaketh, And all flesh doth bless His holy name, To the age and for ever!
