A Protestation of Integrity

261 By David. Judge me, O Jehovah, for I in mine integrity have walked, And in Jehovah I have trusted, I slide not. 2 Try me, O Jehovah, and prove me, Purified 'are' my reins and my heart. 3 For Thy kindness 'is' before mine eyes, And I have walked habitually in Thy truth. 4 I have not sat with vain men, And with dissemblers I enter not. 5 I have hated the assembly of evil doers, And with the wicked I sit not.

6 I wash in innocency my hands, And I compass Thine altar, O Jehovah. 7 To sound with a voice of confession, And to recount all Thy wonders. 8 Jehovah, I have loved the habitation of Thy house, And the place of the tabernacle of Thine honour. 9 Do not gather with sinners my soul, And with men of blood my life, 10 In whose hand 'is' a wicked device, And their right hand 'is' full of bribes. 11 And I, in mine integrity I walk, Redeem me, and favour me. 12 My foot hath stood in uprightness, In assemblies I bless Jehovah!

Praise for Deliverance

401 I have diligently expected Jehovah, And He inclineth to me, and heareth my cry, 2 And He doth cause me to come up From a pit of desolation—from mire of mud, And He raiseth up on a rock my feet, He is establishing my steps. 3 And He putteth in my mouth a new song, 'Praise to our God.' Many do see and fear, and trust in Jehovah. 4 O the happiness of the man Who hath made Jehovah his trust, And hath not turned unto the proud, And those turning aside to lies. 5 Much hast Thou done, Jehovah my God; Thy wonders and Thy thoughts toward us, There is none to arrange unto Thee, I declare and speak: They have been more than to be numbered.

6 Sacrifice and present Thou hast not desired, Ears Thou hast prepared for me, Burnt and sin-offering Thou hast not asked. 7 Then said I, 'Lo, I have come,' In the roll of the book it is written of me, 8 To do Thy pleasure, my God, I have delighted, And Thy law 'is' within my heart. 9 I have proclaimed tidings of righteousness In the great assembly, lo, my lips I restrain not, O Jehovah, Thou hast known. 10 Thy righteousness I have not concealed In the midst of my heart, Thy faithfulness and Thy salvation I have told, I have not hidden Thy kindness and Thy truth, To the great assembly.

11 Thou, O Jehovah, restrainest not Thy mercies from me, Thy kindness and Thy truth do continually keep me. 12 For compassed me have evils innumerable, Overtaken me have mine iniquities, And I have not been able to see; They have been more than the hairs of my head, And my heart hath forsaken me. 13 Be pleased, O Jehovah, to deliver me, O Jehovah, for my help make haste. 14 They are ashamed and confounded together, Who are seeking my soul to destroy it, They are turned backward, And are ashamed, who are desiring my evil. 15 They are desolate because of their shame, Who are saying to me, 'Aha, aha.' 16 All seeking Thee rejoice and are glad in Thee, Those loving Thy salvation say continually, 'Jehovah is magnified.' 17 And I 'am' poor and needy, The Lord doth devise for me. My help and my deliverer 'art' Thou, O my God, tarry Thou not.

A Prayer for the Punishment of the Wicked

581 To the Overseer.—'Destroy not.'—A secret treasure, by David. Is it true, O dumb one, righteously ye speak? Uprightly ye judge, O sons of men? 2 Even in heart ye work iniquities, In the land the violence of your hands ye ponder. 3 The wicked have been estranged from the womb, They have erred from the belly, speaking lies. 4 Their poison 'is' as poison of a serpent, As a deaf asp shutting its ear, 5 Which hearkeneth not to the voice of whisperers, A charmer of charms most skilful.

6 O God, break their teeth in their mouth, The jaw-teeth of young lions break down, O Jehovah. 7 They are melted as waters, They go up and down for themselves, His arrow proceedeth as they cut themselves off. 8 As a snail that melteth he goeth on, 'As' an untimely birth of a woman, They have not seen the sun. 9 Before your pots discern the bramble, As well the raw as the heated He whirleth away. 10 The righteous rejoiceth that he hath seen vengeance, His steps he washeth in the blood of the wicked. 11 And man saith: 'Surely fruit 'is' for the righteous: Surely there is a God judging in the earth!'

Confidence in God's Protection

611 To the Overseer, on stringed instruments.—By David. Hear, O God, my loud cry, attend to my prayer. 2 From the end of the land unto Thee I call, In the feebleness of my heart, Into a rock higher than I Thou dost lead me. 3 For Thou hast been a refuge for me, A tower of strength because of the enemy. 4 I sojourn in Thy tent to the ages, I trust in the secret place of Thy wings. Selah.

5 For Thou, O God, hast hearkened to my vows, Thou hast appointed the inheritance Of those fearing Thy name. 6 Days to the days of the king Thou addest, His years as generation and generation. 7 He dwelleth to the age before God, Kindness and truth appoint—they keep him. 8 So do I praise Thy name for ever, When I pay my vows day by day!

God the Only Refuge

621 Only—toward God 'is' my soul silent, From Him 'is' my salvation. 2 Only—He 'is' my rock, and my salvation, My tower, I am not much moved. 3 Till when do ye devise mischief against a man? Ye are destroyed all of you, As a wall inclined, a hedge that is cast down. 4 Only—from his excellency They have consulted to drive away, They enjoy a lie, with their mouth they bless, And with their heart revile. Selah. 5 Only—for God, be silent, O my soul, For from Him 'is' my hope. 6 Only—He 'is' my rock and my salvation, My tower, I am not moved. 7 On God 'is' my salvation, and my honour, The rock of my strength, my refuge 'is' in God.

8 Trust in Him at all times, O people, Pour forth before Him your heart, God 'is' a refuge for us. Selah. 9 Only—vanity 'are' the low, a lie the high. In balances to go up they than vanity 'are' lighter. 10 Trust not in oppression, And in robbery become not vain, Wealth—when it increaseth—set not the heart. 11 Once hath God spoken, twice I heard this, That 'strength 'is' with God.' 12 And with Thee, O Lord, 'is' kindness, For Thou dost recompense to each, According to his work!

A Prayer for Protection from Hidden Enemies

641 Hear, O God, my voice, in my meditation, From the fear of an enemy Thou keepest my life, 2 Hidest me from the secret counsel of evil doers, From the tumult of workers of iniquity. 3 Who sharpened as a sword their tongue, They directed their arrow—a bitter word. 4 To shoot in secret places the perfect, Suddenly they shoot him, and fear not. 5 They strengthen for themselves an evil thing, They recount of the hiding of snares, They have said, 'Who doth look at it?' 6 They search out perverse things, 'We perfected a searching search,' And the inward part of man, and the heart 'are' deep.

7 And God doth shoot them 'with' an arrow, Sudden have been their wounds, 8 And they cause him to stumble, Against them 'is' their own tongue, Every looker on them fleeth away. 9 And all men fear, and declare the work of God, And His deed they have considered wisely. 10 The righteous doth rejoice in Jehovah, And hath trusted in Him, And boast themselves do all the upright of heart!