God's Glory and Man's Honor
81 Jehovah, our Lord, How honourable Thy name in all the earth! Who settest thine honour on the heavens. 2 From the mouths of infants and sucklings Thou hast founded strength, Because of Thine adversaries, To still an enemy and a self-avenger.
3 For I see Thy heavens, a work of Thy fingers, Moon and stars that Thou didst establish. 4 What 'is' man that Thou rememberest him? The son of man that Thou inspectest him? 5 And causest him to lack a little of Godhead, And with honour and majesty compassest him. 6 Thou dost cause him to rule Over the works of Thy hands, All Thou hast placed under his feet. 7 Sheep and oxen, all of them, And also beasts of the field, 8 Bird of the heavens, and fish of the sea, Passing through the paths of the seas! 9 Jehovah, our Lord, How honourable Thy name in all the earth!
Thanksgiving for God's Justice
91 I confess, O Jehovah, with all my heart, I recount all Thy wonders, 2 I rejoice and exult in Thee, I praise Thy Name, O Most High. 3 In mine enemies turning backward, they stumble and perish from Thy face. 4 For Thou hast done my judgment and my right. Thou hast sat on a throne, A judge of righteousness. 5 Thou hast rebuked nations, Thou hast destroyed the wicked, Their name Thou hast blotted out to the age and for ever. 6 O thou Enemy, Finished have been destructions for ever, As to cities thou hast plucked up, Perished hath their memorial with them. 7 And Jehovah to the age abideth, He is preparing for judgment His throne. 8 And He judgeth the world in righteousness, He judgeth the peoples in uprightness. 9 And Jehovah is a tower for the bruised, A tower for times of adversity. 10 They trust in Thee who do know Thy name, For Thou hast not forsaken Those seeking Thee, O Jehovah.
11 Sing ye praise to Jehovah, inhabiting Zion, Declare ye among the peoples His acts, 12 For He who is seeking for blood Them hath remembered, He hath not forgotten the cry of the afflicted. 13 Favour me, O Jehovah, See mine affliction by those hating me, Thou who liftest me up from the gates of death, 14 So that I recount all Thy praise, In the gates of the daughter of Zion. I rejoice on Thy salvation. 15 Sunk have nations in a pit they made, In a net that they hid hath their foot been captured. 16 Jehovah hath been known, Judgment He hath done, By a work of his hands Hath the wicked been snared. Meditation. Selah. 17 The wicked do turn back to Sheol, All nations forgetting God. 18 For not for ever is the needy forgotten, The hope of the humble lost to the age. 19 Rise, O Jehovah, let not man be strong, Let nations be judged before Thy face. 20 Appoint, O Jehovah, a director to them, Let nations know they 'are' men! Selah.
A Prayer for the Overthrow of the Wicked
101 Why, Jehovah, dost Thou stand at a distance? Thou dost hide in times of adversity, 2 Through the pride of the wicked, Is the poor inflamed, They are caught in devices that they devised. 3 Because the wicked hath boasted Of the desire of his soul, And a dishonest gainer he hath blessed, He hath despised Jehovah. 4 The wicked according to the height of his face, inquireth not. 'God is not!' 'are' all his devices. 5 Pain do his ways at all times, On high 'are' Thy judgments before him, All his adversaries—he puffeth at them. 6 He hath said in his heart, 'I am not moved,' To generation and generation not in evil. 7 Of oaths his mouth is full, And deceits, and fraud: Under his tongue 'is' perverseness and iniquity, 8 He doth sit in an ambush of the villages, In secret places he doth slay the innocent. His eyes for the afflicted watch secretly, 9 He lieth in wait in a secret place, as a lion in a covert. He lieth in wait to catch the poor, He catcheth the poor, drawing him into his net. 10 He is bruised—he boweth down, Fallen by his mighty ones hath the afflicted. 11 He said in his heart, 'God hath forgotten, He hath hid His face, He hath never seen.'
12 Arise, O Jehovah! O God, lift up Thy hand! Forget not the humble. 13 Wherefore hath the wicked despised God? He hath said in his heart, 'It is not required.' 14 Thou hast seen, For Thou perverseness and anger beholdest; By giving into Thy hand, On Thee doth the afflicted leave 'it', Of the fatherless Thou hast been an helper. 15 Break the arm of the wicked and the evil, Seek out his wickedness, find none; 16 Jehovah 'is' king to the age, and for ever, The nations have perished out of His land! 17 The desire of the humble Thou hast heard, O Jehovah. Thou preparest their heart; Thou causest Thine ear to attend, 18 To judge the fatherless and bruised: He addeth no more to oppress—man of the earth!