The Old Hymns (Psalms) Book 2

Book 2


42 [1-4] To the first musician, A Poem of Teaching, for the children of Korah. As the deer pants after the waters of a stream, so my soul craves for You, oh God. My soul thirsts for You, for the living God: when will I come and appear before You? My tears have been my substance day and night, while they always say to me, “Where is your God?” When I remember these things, I pour my soul out within me: for I had gone in with the congregation, I went with them into Your House of God, Yahweh, with the voice of joy and praise, with all those that kept Your holyday.

[5-11] Why are you depressed, oh my soul? And why are you troubled in me? Hope in God: for I’ll yet praise You when You look at me and help me. Oh my God, my soul is depressed within me: so I’ll remember You all the times You helped me on my journey. Deep water calls to the rapids at the noise of Your waterfalls: all Your misty waves are washing over me. Yahweh, the commandment of Your love is with me in the daytime, and in the night Your song will be with me, and my prayer is to the God of my life. I’ll say to God, my rock, “Why have You forgotten me? Why do I go mourning because my enemy keeps me down?” As if I had a blade in my body, my enemies accuse me, saying daily to me, “Where is your God?” Why are you depressed, oh my soul? And why are you troubled within me? Hope in God: for I’ll yet praise You, who brings me health and happiness, You are my God.

43 [1-5] Judge me, oh God, and plead my case against an ungodly nation: oh save me from lying and unfair people. For You are the God of my strength: why do You throw me away? Why do I mourn because my enemy keeps me down? Oh send out Your light and Your truth: let them lead me; let them bring me to Your holy hill, and to Your House of God. Then I’ll go to the altar of God, to Yahweh God with my great joy: yes, on the harp I’ll praise You, oh Yahweh God, my God. Why are You depressed, oh my soul? And why are You troubled within me? Hope in God: for I’ll yet praise You, who brings me health and happiness, You are my God.

44 [1-3] To the first musician for the children of Korah, A Poem of Teaching. We’ve heard with our ears, oh God, our parents have told us of the acts You did before in their days. How You drove out the ungodly with Your hand, and planted them; how You troubled the people, and threw them out. For they didn’t get possession of the land by their own weapons, nor did their own strength save them, but the strong hand of Your power, and the way You looked at them and shined on them, because You had mercy on them.

[4-8] You are my Savior, oh God: give freedom to Your people. Through You, we will push back our enemies: through Your Name we will tread under those that rise up against us. For I won’t trust in weapons, nor will my strength save me, but You’ve saved us from our enemies, and have put them to shame that hated us. We boast in God always, and we praise Your Name forever. Selah!

[9-14] But You’ve thrown us off, and put us to shame; and no longer go with our armies. You make us turn back from the enemy, and those who hate us take our things for themselves. You’ve given us to be like animals appointed for butchering; and have scattered us among the ungodly. You sell Your people for nothing, and don’t increase Your wealth by their price. You make us an object of accusation to our neighbors, a ridicule and mockery to those that are around us. You makes us a byword among the ungodly, a shaking of the head among the people.

[15-19] My confusion is always before me, and the shame of my face has covered me, because of the voice of those that accuse and curse me; because of my enemy and punisher. All this has come on us; yet we haven’t forgotten You, nor have we dealt falsely with Your Promise. Our hearts haven’t left, nor have our steps declined from Your way; though You’ve greatly broken us in a land of dragons, and covered us with the shadow of death.

[20-26] If we’ve forgotten the Name of our God, or stretched out our hands to make ungodly things our objects of worship won’t You know it? For You know all the secrets of the heart. Yes, for Your sake we’re destroyed all day long, counted as animals for the slaughter. Awake, why do You sleep, oh my God? Awake, don’t throw us off forever. Why do You hide Your face, and forget our misery and keep us down? For our souls are humbled to the dust: our bellies cling to the earth. Awake for our help, and free us for Your mercies' sake.

45 [1-7] To the first musician on trumpet, for the children of Korah, A Poem of Teaching, A Wedding Song of loves. My heart is trusted with a good thing: I speak of the things which I’ve written about the Savior: my words are from the pen of a poetic writer. You are most fair among the children of humanity: grace is poured into Your Words: so God has blessed You forever. Fasten your weapon on your thigh, oh Most High, with Your glory and Your majesty. And in Your majesty ride prosperously because of truth and gentleness and goodness; and Your hands will teach You awesome things. Your weapons are sharp in the heart of the Savior’s enemies; by which the people fall under You. Your reign, oh God, is forever and ever: the reign of Your realm is a good reign. You love goodness, and hate evil: so God, Your God, has anointed You with the oil of gladness above all Your people.

[8] All your garments smell of spices, out of the ivory mansions, by which they’ve made You glad. Your children are among Your honorable people: Your bride will stand clothed in gold at Your side. Pay attention, oh children, think about it and listen; forget your own people, and your parent's house; For the One who is your Savior greatly wants your loveliness: so you should honor the Savior. And the children of the mountain nations will be there with gifts; even the rich among the people will entreat Your favor. The children of the Savior are all glorious inside and out: their clothing is woven with threads of pure gold. They’ll be brought to the Savior in clothing of fine needlework: their young followers will be brought to You, as well. With gladness and celebrating they’ll be brought, entering into Your mansion. Your children will replace Your ancestors, so that You can have crowned heads in the whole world. I’ll make Your Name to be remembered in all generations, so the people will praise You forever and ever.

46 [1-3] To the first musician for the children of Korah, A Song in soprano. God is our safe haven and strength, here to help in all our stressful times. So we won’t fear, even if the earth quakes and the islands fall into the sea; Even if the oceans roar and the ocean waves are stirred up, even if the volcanoes explosively erupt. Selah!

[4-7] There’s a river, the streams of which will make glad the city of God, the holy place of the sanctuaries of the Most High. God is in the midst of the city, which will never be upset: God will soon help it. The ungodly raged, when their nations were upset: You spoke Your voice, and the earth melted. Yahweh, the Leader of heavenly hosts is with us; our God is our safe haven. Selah!

[8-11] Come see the acts of Yahweh! What misery You’ve made in the earth. You make wars to cease until the end of the earth; You break the weapons in half; You burn their vehicles in the fire, saying: Be still, and know that I am God: I’ll be praised among the ungodly; I’ll be praised in the whole world. Yahweh, the Leader of heavenly hosts is with us; our God is our safe haven. Selah!

47 [1-4] To the first musician, A Hymn for the children of Korah. Clap your hands everyone; shout to God with the voice of triumph. For Yahweh, the Most High is awesome; God is the great Savior over The whole world. You’ll subdue the people under us, and the nations under our feet. You’ll choose our inheritance for us, the greatness of the people that You’ve loved. Selah!

[5-9] You’ll go up to the throne with a shout, oh Yahweh, with the sound of a trumpet. Sing praises to God, sing praises: sing praises to our Savior, sing praises. For God is the Savior of the whole world: Sing praises with understanding. God reigns over the ungodly, sitting on the throne of holiness. The rulers of the people are gathered together, even the people of God: for the boundaries of the earth belong to God: for You are very well known.

48 [1-3] A Song and Hymn for the children of Korah. You are Great, oh Yahweh, and greatly to be praised in the holy city, and in the holy mountain. The north side of the mount of Jerusalem, the city of the great Savior is a beautiful setting, the joy of the whole earth. God is known in their mansions as a safe haven.

[4-8] For rulers were assembled, passing by together. They saw it, wondering and troubled, and ran away. Fear took hold of them there, and pain, as a woman in labor. You break the ships of Tarshish with an east wind. As we have heard, so we have seen in the city of Yahweh, the Leader of heavenly hosts, in the city of our God: God will establish it forever. Selah!

[9-14] We’ve thought of Your love, oh God, in the midst of Your House of God. According to Your Name, oh Yahweh, so Your praises will ring to the ends of the earth: Your strong hands are full of goodness. Let the mount of Jerusalem celebrate; let the children of God be glad, because of Your judgments. Walk around Jerusalem, going around it, and telling about the towers of it. Mark well their defenses; think about their mansions, so that you can tell it to the generation which follows you. For this God is our God forever and ever: You’ll be our Guide even to our death.

49 [1-4] To the first musician, A Hymn for the children of Korah. Listen to this, everyone; listen, everyone of the world: Those of both low and high class, rich and poor, together. I will speak with wisdom; and my innermost thoughts will be of understanding. I’ll listen to a story: I’ll play my mysterious sayings on the harp.

[5-11] Why should I fear in the days of evil, when my sins are about to catch up with me and overcome me? Those that trust in their wealth, and boast themselves in the greatness of their riches; none of them can by any means free their own family members, nor give to God a ransom for them: For the redemption of their soul is precious, and forever finished, so that they should live forever, and not see evil. For they see that wise people die, likewise stupid people and the rebellious die, and leave their wealth to others. They believe that their lineage will continue forever, and that their resting places will be left for generations after them, calling their lands after their own names.

[12-14] Yet, even though people are honored, they won’t stay, but are like the wild animals that die. Their way is stupidity: yet their children that follow them approve of their sayings. Selah! Like animals they’re laid in their graves; death will live on them; and godly people will have dominion over them in the morning, their loveliness being consumed in the home of their grave.

[15-20] But God will free My soul from the power of the grave and will receive Me. Selah! Don’t be afraid when someone is made rich and the fame of their house increases, because when they die they’ll carry nothing with them and their fame won’t follow them. Even though while they lived they blessed their own soul; as people will praise you when you do well for yourself, they’ll go to their ancestors never seeing the light, and though they’re honored, they don’t understand that they’re like the wild animals that die.

50 [1-6] A Hymn of Asaph. The mighty God, even Yahweh, has spoken, and called the earth from the rising of the sun to the setting of it. Out of Jerusalem, the perfection of loveliness, God has shined. Our God will come, and won’t keep silent: a fire will consume before You, and it’ll be very intense around You. You’ll call to the heavens from above, and to the earth, so that You can judge Your people. Gather My people together to Me, those that have made a Promise with Me by sacrificial offerings, and the heavens will declare Your goodness: for You, God will be judge Yourself. Selah!

[7-15] Listen, oh My people, and I’ll speak; I’ll testify against You, My people: “I am God, even Your God. I won’t criticize you for your offerings or your sacrifices, which were to have been placed always before Me. I’ll take no offering out of your house, nor sacrifices out of your assets. For all the creatures of the forest are mine, along with the cattle on a thousand hills. I know every bird of the mountains, and the wild animals of the fields are mine as well. If I were hungry, I wouldn’t tell you: for the world is mine, and everything in it. Will I eat the meat of bulls, or drink the blood of goats? Offer to God thanksgiving; and pay your vows to the Most High: And call on Me in the day of trouble: I’ll save you, and you’ll make Me well-known.”

[16-23] But to the sinful God says, “Seeing you hate teaching, and have thrown my words behind you, what do you have to do with My words, that you should let My Promise come out of your mouth? When you saw a thief, then you were an accomplice, and you’ve been with adulterers, also. You give your mouth to evil, and your words create lies. You sit and speak against your family; You slander your own mother's child. These things have you done, and I kept silent; you thought that I was altogether such a one as yourself, but I’ll admonish you, and set them in order before your eyes. Now think about this, you who forget God; or I’ll tear you in pieces, and there’ll be none to save you. Whoever offers praise makes Me well-known, and all those who control their behaviors well, I, Yahweh God, will save.”

51 [1-4] To the first musician, A Hymn of David, when Nathan the preacher came to him, after he had committed adultery with Bathsheba. Have mercy on me, oh God, according to Your love, according to the greatness of Your tender mercies, forget my sins. Wash me thoroughly from my sin, and cleanse me, for I acknowledge my sins, which are always before me. Against You, and You only, have I sinned, doing this evil in Your sight; so that You’ll be justified when You speak, and be clear when You judge.

[5-12] See, I was a sinner from my birth, and even from my conception. You want truth in my inmost mind, and in the secret parts of my soul You’ll teach me wisdom. Cleanse me from my sins, and I’ll be clean: wash me, and I’ll be whiter than snow. Make me to hear joy and gladness; that the bones which You’ve broken can celebrate. Hide Your face from my sins, and forget them all. Create in me a new heart, oh God; and refresh Your spirit within me. Don’t throw me out from Your presence; and don’t take Your Holy Spirit from me. Bring me back the joy of when you first saved me; and Keep me freely with Your Spirit.

[13-17] Then I’ll teach the sinful Your ways; and the sinful will be brought to You. Free me from the guiltiness of blood, oh God, You are the God who saved me, and my mouth will sing aloud of Your goodness. Oh my God, train my words; and my mouth will praise You. For You don’t want sacrifice, or else I would give it; You don’t celebrate in offerings. The only sacrifice that God requires is a broken spirit: a broken and a repentant heart, oh God, that, You won’t hate.

[18-19] Do great things in Your good pleasure to Jerusalem: build up the walls of Jerusalem. Then You’ll be pleased with the offerings of goodness, with both the small sacrifices and the large sacrifices: then they’ll give offerings on Your altar.

52 [1-6] To the first musician, A Poem of Teaching, A Hymn of David, when Doeg the Edomite came and told Saul, and said to him, David is come to the house of Ahimelech. Why boast yourself in trouble, oh mighty ones? The goodness of God lasts eternally. Your mouths plan trouble; like a sharp razor, always lying. You love evil more than good; and lying rather than speaking what’s good. Selah! You love all consuming words, oh you lying mouths. God will likewise destroy you forever, God will take you away, plucking you out of your homes, and uprooting you out of the land of the living. Selah!

[6-9] Godly people will see, and fear, and laugh at you, saying: “So this is the people that refuse to make God their strength; but trusted in the abundance of their riches, and strengthened themselves in their evil.” But I’m like a green olive tree in Your House of God: I trust in the mercy of God forever and ever. I’ll praise You forever, because You’ve done it, and I’ll minister to Your Name, Yahweh; for it’s good for Your people.

53 [1-3] To the first musician, to the tune of The sickness, A Poem of Teaching, A Hymn of David. Stupid people have said in their hearts, “There is no God.” They’re evil, and have done horrible sins: no one does good. God looked down from heaven on the children of humanity, to see if there were any that understand or look for God. All of them have turned away, and have become altogether filthy; there’s none that does good, no, not one of them.

[4-6] Have the sinful any knowledge, who consume my people like they eat food? They’ve never even called on God. There they were in great fear, where there was nothing to fear: for You scattered the bodies of those that encamped against You: You’ve put them to shame, because You hated them. Oh that Israel would be saved out of Jerusalem! When You bring back Your people from captivity, they will celebrate and be glad.

54 [1-7] To the first musician on the stringed instrument, A Poem of Teaching, A Hymn of David, when the Ziphims came and said to Saul, doesn’t David hide himself with us? Save me, oh Yahweh God, by Your Name, and judge me by Your strength. Listen to my prayer, oh God; hear my words. For the ungodly are risen up against me, and keep me down, looking for my soul: they don’t keep God in their sight. Selah! See, God is my helper: You are with those that uphold my soul, and will repay evil to my enemies, destroying them with Your truth; so I’ll freely sacrifice for You, praising Your Name, oh Yahweh; because it is so good. God has freed me out of all my trouble; and I‘ve seen everything I wanted to happen to my enemies.

55 [1-8] To the first musician on the stringed instrument, A Poem of Teaching, A Hymn of David. Listen to me, oh God; and don’t hide Yourself from my prayer. Pay attention to me, and listen to me: I mourn, complaining and groaning because of the voice of the enemy, because of the sinful who keep me down: for they place sin on me, and hate me in anger. My heart aches within me, and I’m scared to death. Fearfulness and trembling have come over me, and horror has overwhelmed me. So I said, “Oh that I had wings like a dove! Then I could fly away, and be at rest.” See, then I would wander far off, and stay in the wilderness. Selah! I would hasten my escape from the windy storm and fury.

[9-15] Destroy them, oh my God, and divide their tongues: for I’ve seen violence and trouble in this city. Day and night they go about on the borders of it: trouble and sorrow are in the midst of it also. Evil is in the midst of it: lies and more lies don’t leave its streets. It wasn’t an enemy that blamed me; for then I could have lastd it: nor was it those that hated me that magnified themselves against me; then I would have hid myself from them: But it was my equal, my guide, and my acquaintance. We took friendly encouragement from each other, and walked into Your House of God together. Let death seize on them, and let them go down quick into hell: for evil is in their houses, and among them.

[16-21] As for me, I’ll call on Yahweh God; and You’ll save me. Evening, morning, and at noon, I’ll pray, and cry aloud, and God will hear my voice. God has freed my soul in peace from the battle that was against me: for there were many with me. God will hear, and trouble them, even those that are old, because they haven’t changed; They’re unrepentant and don’t respect God. Selah! They have used their hands against those that are at peace with them, breaking their promises. The words of their mouths were smoother than butter, but fighting was in their hearts: their words were softer than oil, yet they were as drawn blades.

[22-23] Give all your problems to Yahweh, and God will Keep you: God will never let good people be overturned. But You, oh God, will bring them down into the grave of destruction: bloodthirsty and lying people won’t live out half their days; but I’ll trust in You.

56 [1] To the first musician, to the tune of Dove of the Silence, A Poem of David, when the Philistines took him in Goth. Be merciful to me, oh God: for the people will overwhelm me; their fighting daily keeps me down. My enemies overwhelm me daily: for there are many that fight against me, Most High God, but whenever I’m afraid, I’ll trust in You. In God, I’ll praise Your Word; I’ve put my trust in God; I won’t be afraid of what people might do to me. They change my words all day long: all their thoughts are evil towards me. They gather together, hiding themselves and marking my steps, while they wait for my very soul. Shall they escape by sin? No, You’ll destroy them, oh God, in Your anger.

[8-13] You know where I’ve been and You’ve saved all my tears into Your bottle, and You’ve written them all down in Your book. When I cry to You, then my enemies turn back: God is for me; this I know. In God, I’ll praise Your Word: in Yahweh God, I’ll praise Your Word. In God, I’ve put my trust: I won’t be afraid of what people might do to me. Your promises are on me, so I’ll praise You, oh God. For You’ve freed my soul from death: won’t You keep my feet from falling, so that I can walk before You in the light of life?

57 [1-4] To the first musician, You must not destroy, A Poem of David, when he fled from Saul in the cave. Be merciful to me, oh God, be merciful to me: for my soul trusts in You; yes, in the shade of Your Spirit I’ll make my safe haven, until these misfortunes are over. I’ll cry to Yahweh God Most High; to God who does all things for me. God will send from heaven, and save me from the accusations of those that try to overwhelm me. Selah! God will send mercy and truth. My soul is as if I were among lions, and I lie even among those that are set on fire with rage, even the children of humanity, whose teeth are as sharp as spikes and arrows, and their mouths speak as sharp blades.

[5-11] Be praised, oh Yahweh God, above the heavens; let Your glory be above the whole world. They’ve prepared a trap for my steps; my soul is humbled: they’ve dug a grave for me, into which they themselves are fallen. Selah! My heart is set, oh God, my heart is set: I’ll sing and give You praise. Awake, my glory; awake, instruments and harp: I myself will awake early. I’ll praise You, oh my God, among the people: I’ll sing to You among the nations. For Your mercy stretches across the heavens and Your truth reaches to the clouds. Be praised, oh God, above the heavens: let Your glory be seen above the whole world.

58 [1-6] To the first musician, You must not destroy, A Poem of David. Do you indeed speak goodness, oh congregation? Do you judge uprightly, oh you children of humanity? Yes, in your heart you do evil; you measure the violence of your hands in the earth. The sinful are separated from the womb, going astray and speaking lies as soon as they’re born. Their poison is like the poison of a serpent: like deaf snakes that stop their ears, which won’t listen to the voice of charmers, charming ever so wisely. Break their teeth, oh God, in their mouth: break out the great teeth of the young lions, oh Yahweh.

[7-11] Let them melt away as waters which run always: when they ready their weapons, let them be as if they were cut in pieces. As a snail which melts, let every one of them pass away: just like the untimely birth of a stillborn baby. Before your pots can feel the heat from the burning thorns, God will take them away in living and burning anger as a furious hurricane. Godly people will celebrate when they see the vengeance: God will wash their feet in the blood of the sinful so that they’ll say, Truly, there’s a reward for godly people: God is a God that judges in the earth.

59 [1-4] To the first musician, You must not destroy, A Poem of David; when Saul sent, and watched the House of God to kill him. Free me from my enemies, oh my God: defend me from those that rise up against me. Free me from those who practice sin, and save me from bloodthirsty people. See, they lie in wait for my soul: the mighty are gathered against me; but not for my offense, nor for my sin, oh Yahweh. They run and prepare themselves unjustifiably: awake to help me, and see what they do.

[5-8] You, oh Yahweh, God of heavenly hosts, God of Your people, Israel, awake to visit all the ungodly: Don’t be merciful to any sinful people. Selah! They return at evening, growling like dogs around the city. See, they’re disgustingly loud with their mouth: sharpness is in their words: for that, they say, “Who hears?” But You, oh Yahweh, will laugh at them; You’ll hate all the ungodly people.

[9-13] Because You are my strength, I’ll minister to You: for You, God, are my defense. The God of my mercy will keep me and let me see the judgment on my enemies. Don’t kill them, or my people will forget: scatter them by Your power; and bring them down, oh my God, our defense. For the sin of their mouth, the words they say, and for the cursing and lies which they speak, let them be taken in their pride. Consume them in anger, consume them so that they cannot exist any longer, and let them know that God rules in Israel and even to the ends of the earth. Selah!

[14-17] And at evening let them return; and let them growl like dogs, going around the city. Let them wander up and down for meat, and howl if they aren’t satisfied. But I’ll sing of Your power; yes, in the morning I’ll sing aloud of Your mercy: for You’ve been my defense and safe haven in the day of my trouble. To You, oh my strength, I’ll sing: for God is my defense, and the God of my mercy.

60 [1-5] To the first musician on the trumpet of the congregation, A Poem of David, to teach; when he strove with Aram-naharaim and with Aram-zobah, when Joab returned, and struck twelve thousand of Edom in the valley of salt. Oh God, You’ve thrown us off, scattering us, You’ve been displeased; oh return to us again. You’ve made the earth tremble, breaking it: heal its division; for it quakes. You’ve shown Your people hard things: You’ve made us drink the wine of astonishment. You’ve given a banner to those that respect You, to be displayed because it bears the truth. Selah! Save with Your strong hand, and listen to me so that Your beloved can be freed.

[6-8] God has spoken in holiness; I’ll celebrate, I’ll divide Shechem, and allot the valley of Succoth. Gilead is Mine, and Manasseh is Mine; Ephraim is also the strength of My head; Judah is My lawgiver; Moab is My wash pot; over Edom I’ll place my shoe: Philistia, you’ll triumph because of me.

[9-12] Who will bring me into the strong city that will lead me into Edom? Won’t You, oh God, who had thrown us off? And You, oh God, who didn’t go out with our armies? Give us help from trouble because the help of people is no help at all. Through God, we’ll have victory: for it’s God that will bring down our enemies.

61 [1-4] To the first musician on stringed instrument, A Hymn of David. Listen to my cry, oh God; pay attention to my prayer. I’ll cry to You from the ends of the earth, whenever my heart is overwhelmed: lead me to the Rock that is higher than I am. You’ve been a shelter for me, and a strong refuge from my enemies, so I’ll stay in Your House of God forever: I’ll trust in the protection of Your Spirit. Selah!

[5-8] For You, Yahweh, have heard my promises: You’ve given me the heritage of those that respect Your Name. You’ll prolong my life, and my years will be as many generations. I’ll live for God forever: Get Your mercy and truth ready, which saves me. I’ll sing praise to Your Name forever, so that I will keep my vows daily.

62 [1-4] To the first musician, to Laudatory, A Hymn of David. Truly my soul waits patiently on God, who saves me. God is my rock, who alone saves me: God is my only defense; so I won’t be greatly upset. How long will you imagine trouble against me? Don’t you know you’ll be killed, every one of you: you’ll be as a sagging wall, and as a leaning fence, because you make plans to throw me down from my greatness, enjoying telling your lies. And you bless me with your mouth, but inwardly you curse me. Selah!

[5-7] Wait patiently, my soul, on God; for my expectation is from God only. God is my rock, who alone saves me: God is my only defense; so I won’t be greatly upset. God saves me and makes me known; God is the Rock of my strength. My safe haven is in God alone.

[8-12] Trust in God at all times; you people, pour out your hearts to God: God is a safe haven for us. Selah! Surely people of low class are full of emptiness, and people of high class are full of lies: to be weighed in the balance, they’re altogether lighter than air. You people shouldn’t trust in keeping others down, and become arrogant in thievery: even if your riches increase, don’t set your heart on them. I’ve heard it said once or twice that all power belongs to God. Mercy belongs also to You, oh my God: for You give to everyone according to their own acts.

63 [1-4] A Hymn of David, when he was in the wilderness of Judah. Oh God, You are my God; I’ll look for You early: my soul thirsts for You, my body longs for You in a dry and thirsty land where there’s no water; so I’ll see Your power and Your glory, like I’ve seen in Your House of God. Your love is better than life, so my words will praise You. I’ll bless You as long as I live: I’ll lift up my hands in Your Name, Yahweh.

[5-11] My soul will have everything I need; and my mouth will praise You with joyful words when I remember You while I lay in my bed, and think of You in the night. In the shade of Your Spirit I’ll celebrate because You’ve been my help. My soul follows firmly after You: Your strong hand upholds me. But those that look for my soul, only to destroy it, will go to Hell. They’ll fall by the blade and be a meal for foxes. But I will celebrate victory in God; because every one that keeps the promises of God will celebrate, but the words of those that lie will soon end.

64 [1] To the first musician, A Hymn of David. Listen to my voice, oh God, in my prayer: save my life from the fear of my enemies. Hide me from the secret plans of the sinful; from the rebellion of those who practice sin: who sharpen their mouths like a blade, and get ready their weapons of bitter words, so they can secretly shoot at the godly, shooting at them unexpectedly, without fear. They encourage themselves in evil matters, talking together of secretly laying traps; They say, “Who will see us?”

[6-10] They search out sins, accomplishing a thorough search: the minds of every one of them, and their hearts, are beyond understanding. But God will unexpectedly repay them and they’ll be wounded. So they themselves will fall by the words of their own mouth, and everyone that sees them will run away. And all people will respect, and declare the actions of God; for they’ll wisely think about the acts of God. Godly people will celebrate in Yahweh, trusting in God; and all the goodhearted will praise God.

65 [1] To the first musician, A Hymn, the Song of David. We praise You, oh God, in Jerusalem, and to You God, we will keep our vows. You are the One who hears our prayers, to You everybody will come. My sins overtake me, yet You’ll take them all away. Blessed are the people that You choose, and cause to come to You, so that they can stay in Your house: We’ll be satisfied with the goodness of Your House of God, yes, Your holy House of God.

[5-8] By awesome things You’ll answer us in goodness, oh God who saves us, who is the hope of everyone here and of those that are in faraway places across the sea. By Your strength, You set the mountains fast; being strengthened with Your power, which quiets the sound of the seas, the roaring of the waves, and the uproar of the people. And those who stay in the far off parts of the earth are afraid at Your signs: You make the dawn of the morning and the setting of the evening light to celebrate.

[9-13] You visit the earth, and water it: You greatly enrich it with the river of God, which is full of water: You prepare the grain, when You’ve so provided for it. You water the rows very much; settling the furrows of it, making it soft with rain showers and blessing its springing up. You crown the year with Your goodness; and Your ways always bring many blesssings. You drop rain on the pastures of the wilderness, and the little hills celebrate everywhere. The pastures are filled with herds; the valleys also are covered with grain; they shout for joy, and sing.

66 [1-4] To the first musician, A Song or Hymn. Let the whole land make a joyful sound to Yahweh God: Let them sing out the honor of Your Name and make Your praise glorious. Say to God, How awesome You are in Your acts! Through the greatness of Your power Your enemies submit themselves to You. The whole world will worship and praise You, singing to Your Name. Selah!

[5-9] Come and see the acts of God, which are awesomely done for the children of humanity. You turned the Red Sea into dry land, where they celebrated in God after going through the waters on foot. You rule by Your power forever, watching the nations; so don’t let the rebellious make themselves great. Selah! Oh bless our God, everyone, and make the sound of God’s praise be heard: Who keeps our souls alive, and doesn’t let us fall.

[10-15] For You, oh God, have proved us, trying us, as silver is tried. You led us into a trap, making us miserable. You’ve caused people to rule over us, taking us through fire and through water, but You brought us out into a rich place. So I’ll go into Your House of God with sacrifices, paying my vows to You, who spoke to me, when I was in trouble. I’ll offer to You the wholeness of youth, with the aroma of strength; I’ll give You my best sacrifices along with my offerings. Selah!

[16-20] Come and hear, all You that respect Yahweh God, and I’ll declare what God has done for my soul. I cried aloud to God, and I praised God. If I allow sin in my heart, my God won’t listen to me: but in truth You’ve heard me and listened to my prayers. Blessed be God, for You haven’t turned away my prayer or Your mercy from me.

67 [1-2] To the first musician on the stringed instrument, A Hymn or Song. God be merciful to us, and bless us; and let the light of Your face shine on us; Selah! So that Your ways can be known on earth, and Your saving health among all the nations. Let the people praise You, oh God; let all the people praise You.

[4-7] Oh let the nations be glad and sing for joy: for You judge us rightly, and govern every nation on earth. Selah! Let the people praise You, oh God; let all the people praise You. Then the earth will be improved; and You, our own God, will bless us. You’ll bless us; and the whole world will respect You, Oh God.

68 [1] To the first musician, A Hymn or Song of David. Awake God, let Your enemies be scattered: let them that hate You run from Your presence. Drive them away as smoke is driven away: as wax melts before the fire, so let the sinful die at the presence of God. But let godly people be glad, celebrating before God: yes, let them have a great time singing to God and celebrating before You, singing praises to Your Name and making You known, who journeys through the heavens by Your Name, Yahweh.

[5-8] God, in Your holiness, You are like a Parent to those who don’t have a parent, and give judgment to the single parents. God puts the lonely ones in families: You bring out those who are kept down, but the rebellious stay in a dreary place. Oh God, when You went forward before Your people, Israel, when You marched with them through the wilderness; Selah: The earth shook and the clouds descended at Your presence: even Sinai itself quaked at the presence of God, the God of Your people, Israel.

[9-13] You, oh God, sent much rain, by which You confirmed Your inheritance, when it was nearly destroyed. Your people stand in it: You, oh God, have provided Your goodness for the poor. My God gave the Word and those who published it were made great. Leaders of armed forces ran away, and those who stayed at home received the benefits. Though You’ve been as lifeless as a pot, yet you’ll fly as the silver wings of a dove, with feathers of yellow gold.

[14-18] When the Almighty scattered rulers in it, it was white as the snow on Salmon. The hill of God is as the hill east of the Jordon River; as high as the hill Bashan, of Palestine. Why do you rise up, you high hills? This is the hill that God wants to stay in; yes, Yahweh will stay in it forever. The vehicles of God are twenty thousand, in which there are thousands of angels: my Savior God is among them, as in Mt. Sinai, in the holy place. You’ve gone up into heaven, leading those who were captive captive: You’ve received gifts for all people; yes, even for the rebellious also, so that my Savior God will live among them.

[19-26] Blessed be my Savior God, who daily fills us with blessings, even the God who saves us. Selah! The One who is our God is the God who saves us; and Yahweh, my Savior God, helps us escape from death. You’ll wound the heads of Your enemies, and the scalps of those that still go on in their sin. My Savior God said, “I’ll bring back my people from Bashan, I’ll bring my people back from the depths of the sea: so that your feet may walk in the blood of your enemies, and the mouth of your dogs in the same.” They’ve seen Your ways, oh God; even the ways of my God, my Savior, in the House of God. The singers went first, with the instrument players following after; and among them, were the tambourine players. Bless You, oh God, in the assemblies, even my Savior God, from the beginning of Israel.

[27-31] There’s little Benjamin with their ruler, the rulers of Judah and their council, the rulers of Zebulun, and the rulers of Naphtali. Your God has given you your strength: strengthen, oh God, that which You’ve already done for us. Because of Your House of God at Jerusalem, rulers will bring gifts to You. Punish those that fight, the great ones, along with the young people, till every one of them give themselves with monetary gifts, and You scatter the people that enjoy fighting. Leaders will come out of Egypt; Ethiopians will soon stretch out their hands to God.

[32-35] Sing to God, You nations of the earth; oh sing praises to Yahweh; Selah: To the Great One who rides on the heaven of heavens, which are eternal; see, the mighty voice of God sounds out. Our strength is from You, God: Your greatness is above Your people, Israel, and Your strength is in the skies. Oh God, You are awesome coming out of Your holy places: it’s You, God, who gives strength and power to Your people, Israel. God be blessed!

69 [1-4] To first musician on trumpet, A Hymn of David. Save me, oh God; for my soul is drowning. I’m sinking in deep mud, where I can’t stand up: I’m in deep waters, where the floods overflow me. I’m tired of my tears: my throat is dry: my eyes grow weak while I wait for my God. Those that hate me for no reason are more than the hairs of my head: those that would destroy me, who are wrongfully my enemies, are mighty: so I’ve even restored to them that which I haven’t taken.

[5-9] Oh God, You know my stupidity; and my sins aren’t hid from You. Don’t let Your people, oh Savior, God of the heavenly hosts, be ashamed for my sake: Don’t let those that look for You become confused for my sake, oh God of Israel, because for Your sake I’ve been accused of many things and shame has covered my face. I’m as a stranger to my family members, and am as a foreigner to my brothers and sisters. For the passion of Your House of God has overwhelmed me; and the accusations of those that accused You are fallen on me.

[10-15] When I wept, and disciplined my soul with fasting, I was put down for it. I wore mourning clothes and I became a mockery to them. Those that sat in public spoke against me; and I was the song of drunks. But as for me, my prayer is to You, oh Yahweh, in an acceptable time: oh God, in the greatness of Your mercy listen to me, in the truth of Your saving grace. Pick me up out of the mud, and don’t let me sink: let me be freed from those that hate me, and out of the flooding waters. Don’t let the water overflow me, nor let the flood drown me, and don’t let the grave shut its mouth on me.

[16-20] Listen to me, oh Yahweh; for Your love is good: turn to me according to the greatness of Your tender mercies, and don’t hide Your face from Me; for I’m in trouble: listen to me quickly. Come near, and free my soul: save me from my enemies. You’ve known that I have been hated, shamed, and disrespected: my enemies are all before You. Their criticisms have broken my heart; and I’m very depressed: I looked for someone to feel sorry for me, but no one had any mercy; and for comforters, but I found none.

[21-26] They gave Me a bitter plant for My food; and in my thirst they gave Me sour vinegar to drink. Let their table trap them, and that which should have been for their welfare, let it become a snare. Blind their eyes, so that they don’t see; and make their stomachs always rumble. Pour out Your righteous anger on them, and let Your great anger catch them. Let their surroundings be loneliness; and let no one stay in their house. For they abuse the one who You’ve struck down; and they take advantage of the grief of those that You’ve wounded.

[27-32] Add sin to their sin, and don’t let them come into Your goodness. Let them be marked out of the book of the living, and not be written down with the names of godly people. But I’m poor and unhappy: let Your saving grace, oh God, make my place in heaven. I’ll praise the Name of God with a song, and magnify Yahweh with thanksgiving. This pleases Yahweh better than sacrifices and offerings. The humble ones see this, and are glad, and the spirits of those that look for God will live.

[33-36] For You, Yahweh hear the poor, and don’t hate those of Yours who are kept down. Let heaven and earth praise God, the seas, and every thing living in them. For God will save Jerusalem, and will build the cities of Judah: so that they can live there, and possess it. The children of Your people will also inherit it, and those that love the Name of Yahweh God will stay there.

70 [1-3] To the first musician, A Hymn of David, to bring to remembrance. Hurry, oh God, and save me; Hurry up and help me, oh Yahweh. Let those that try to destroy me be ashamed and confused: let those that hope for my harm be turned back and confused. Let their shame come back on them to repay those that say, “Aha, aha.”

[4-6] Let all those that look for You celebrate and be glad in You, and let those who love Your saving grace always say, “Let God become well- known.” But now I’m poor and needy, so hurry and come to me, oh God: You are my help and my Savior; oh Yahweh, don’t be long.

71 [1-4] In You, oh Yahweh, I place my trust: let me never be confused. Free me in Your goodness, and help me escape: Listen to me, and save me. Be my safe haven, somewhere I can always go to. You’ve given Your Word to save me; for You are my rock and my defense. Free me, oh my God, out of the hand of the sinful, out of the hand of ungodly and cruel people.

[5-9] You are my hope, my Savior: You are my trust from my childhood. I’ve been held from the womb by You: You are the One that brought me safely out of my mother's womb: my praise will be always of You. Many wonder about me; but You are my strong safe haven. Let my mouth be full of Your praise and with Your honor all day long. Don’t throw me off in my old age; Don’t give up on me when my strength fails me.

[10-13] For my enemies speak against me; and those that wait around for my soul make their plans, saying to me, “God has give up on you: we’ll abuse and take you; for there’s no one to save you.” Oh God, don’t be far from me: oh my God, hurry to help me. Let those that are enemies to my soul be confused and consumed; Let those that hope for my harm be shamed and disrespected.

[14-19] But I’ll always hope in You, and will yet praise You even more. I’ll tell of Your goodness and Your saving grace all day long; for I don’t even know the extent of it. I’ll go in the strength of the Savior God, making mention of Your goodness, and Yours only. Oh God, You’ve taught me from my childhood, and until now I’ve told everyone of all the amazing things You do. Now that I’m old and grey headed, oh God, don’t give up on me; until I’ve made Your strength known to this generation, and Your power to every one that is to come. Your goodness is great also, oh God, who has done great things: oh God, who is like You!

[20-24] You, who have shown me severe and terrible troubles, will yet bring life to me, and will bring me up again from the depths of the earth. You’ll make me greater and greater, and surround me with comfort. I’ll praise You with the instruments, too, even Your truth, oh my God: I’ll sing with the harp to You, oh Holy One of Israel. My soul, which You’ve bought back, will celebrate greatly whenever I sing my words to You. My mouth will talk of Your goodness also, all day long: for those who hope for my harm are confused and brought to shame.

72 [1-5] A Hymn for Solomon. Give the Ruler Your judgments, oh God, and Your goodness to the Ruler’s Descendant, who’ll judge Your people with goodness, and Your poor with good sense. The mountains and small hills will bring peace to the people, by Your goodness. The Savior who’ll judge the poor people, saving the children of the needy, will destroy the one who keeps them down. They’ll respect You as long as the sun and moon last, throughout all generations.

[6-9] The Savior will come down on the cut grass like rain: as the rain that waters the earth. In those days godly people will do well with a wealth of peace, as long as the moon lasts. You’ll reign from sea to sea, also, and from the river to the whole world. Those that stay in the wilderness will bow before You, the Savior, whose enemies will fall in the dust.

[10-14] The rulers of Tarshish and of the islands will bring presents: the rulers of Sheba and Seba will offer gifts. Yes, all rulers will fall down before the Savior: to whom all the nations will be subject, and who will save the poor and needy when they cry, sparing them and saving their souls, and also those that have no one to help them. Their blood will be precious in the Savior’s sight, who will free their soul from lies and violence.

[15-20] And the Savior will live, who will be given of the gold of Sheba, and for whom continual prayer and praise will be made daily. There will be a handful of grain in the earth on the mountaintops; the fruit of it will shake like Lebanon, and they of the city will do well like grass of the earth. Your Most Holy Name, Yahweh, will last forever: Your Name will last as long as the sun; and the people will be blessed in You, all nations calling You blessed. May Yahweh be blessed, God, the God of Your people, Israel, who alone does wonderful things, and blessed be Your glorious Name forever, and may You be well-known in the whole earth; Amen, and Amen. The prayers of David the descendant of Jesse are ended.