Unless Yahweh had been my help, my soul would have soon lived in silence.
When I said, “My foot is slipping!” Your loving kindness, Yahweh, held me up.
But Yahweh has been my high tower, my God, the rock of my refuge.
Know that Yahweh, he is God. It is he who has made us, and we are his. We are his people, and the sheep of his pasture.
Don’t hide your face from me in the day of my distress. Turn your ear to me. Answer me quickly in the day when I call.
I watch, and have become like a sparrow that is alone on the housetop.
He has responded to the prayer of the destitute, and has not despised their prayer.
He weakened my strength along the course. He shortened my days.
Praise Yahweh, my soul, and don’t forget all his benefits;
For he knows how we are made. He remembers that we are dust.
He waters the mountains from his rooms. The earth is filled with the fruit of your works.
where the birds make their nests. The stork makes its home in the cypress trees.
The high mountains are for the wild goats. The rocks are a refuge for the rock badgers.
The young lions roar after their prey, and seek their food from God.
Man goes out to his work, to his labor until the evening.
These all wait for you, that you may give them their food in due season.
You give to them; they gather. You open your hand; they are satisfied with good.
Seek Yahweh and his strength. Seek his face forever more.
when they were but a few men in number, yes, very few, and foreigners in it.
He made him lord of his house, and ruler of all of his possessions;
They wandered in the wilderness in a desert way. They found no city to live in.
Hungry and thirsty, their soul fainted in them.
Then they cried to Yahweh in their trouble, and he delivered them out of their distresses,
Therefore he brought down their heart with labor. They fell down, and there was no one to help.
Then they cried to Yahweh in their trouble, and he saved them out of their distresses.
Then they cry to Yahweh in their trouble, he saves them out of their distresses.
They reel back and forth, and stagger like a drunken man, and are at their wits’ end.
There he makes the hungry live, that they may prepare a city to live in,
Who will bring me into the fortified city? Who has led me to Edom?
Give us help against the enemy, for the help of man is vain.
But deal with me, Yahweh the Lord, for your name’s sake, because your loving kindness is good, deliver me;
He will drink of the brook on the way; therefore he will lift up his head.
He raises up the poor out of the dust. Lifts up the needy from the ash heap;
I love Yahweh, because he listens to my voice, and my cries for mercy.
Because he has turned his ear to me, therefore I will call on him as long as I live.
Then I called on Yahweh’s name: “Yahweh, I beg you, deliver my soul.”
Yahweh preserves the simple. I was brought low, and he saved me.
Return to your rest, my soul, for Yahweh has dealt bountifully with you.
What will I give to Yahweh for all his benefits toward me?
Yahweh, truly I am your servant. I am your servant, the son of your servant. You have freed me from my chains.
Out of my distress, I called on Yah. Yah answered me with freedom.
Yahweh is on my side. I will not be afraid. What can man do to me?
Yahweh is on my side among those who help me. Therefore I will look in triumph at those who hate me.
It is better to take refuge in Yahweh, than to put confidence in man.
It is better to take refuge in Yahweh, than to put confidence in princes.
They surrounded me, yes, they surrounded me. In Yahweh’s name I indeed cut them off.
You pushed me back hard, to make me fall, but Yahweh helped me.
I will observe your statutes. Don’t utterly forsake me. BET
I am a stranger on the earth. Don’t hide your commandments from me.
My soul is laid low in the dust. Revive me according to your word!
Keep me from the way of deceit. Grant me your law graciously!
I cling to your statutes, Yahweh. Don’t let me be disappointed.
Teach me, Yahweh, the way of your statutes. I will keep them to the end.
Remember your word to your servant, because you gave me hope.
Yahweh is my portion. I promised to obey your words.
I sought your favor with my whole heart. Be merciful to me according to your word.
Your hands have made me and formed me. Give me understanding, that I may learn your commandments.
Let your tender mercies come to me, that I may live; for your law is my delight.
My eyes fail for your word. I say, “When will you comfort me?”
For I have become like a wineskin in the smoke. I don’t forget your statutes.
Unless your law had been my delight, I would have perished in my affliction.
I am yours. Save me, for I have sought your precepts.
I am afflicted very much. Revive me, Yahweh, according to your word.
You are my hiding place and my shield. I hope in your word.
Hold me up, and I will be safe, and will have respect for your statutes continually.
Ensure your servant’s well-being. Don’t let the proud oppress me.
My eyes fail looking for your salvation, for your righteous word.
I am your servant. Give me understanding, that I may know your testimonies.
Turn to me, and have mercy on me, as you always do to those who love your name.
Establish my footsteps in your word. Don’t let any iniquity have dominion over me.
Make your face shine on your servant. Teach me your statutes.
Trouble and anguish have taken hold of me. Your commandments are my delight.
I have called to you. Save me! I will obey your statutes.
I rise before dawn and cry for help. I put my hope in your words.
Consider my affliction, and deliver me, for I don’t forget your law.
Plead my cause, and redeem me! Revive me according to your promise.
Consider how I love your precepts. Revive me, Yahweh, according to your loving kindness.
Let your hand be ready to help me, for I have chosen your precepts.
I have gone astray like a lost sheep. Seek your servant, for I don’t forget your commandments.
I will lift up my eyes to the hills. Where does my help come from?
My help comes from Yahweh, who made heaven and earth.
He will not allow your foot to be moved. He who keeps you will not slumber.
Yahweh is your keeper. Yahweh is your shade on your right hand.
The sun will not harm you by day, nor the moon by night.
Behold, as the eyes of servants look to the hand of their master, as the eyes of a maid to the hand of her mistress; so our eyes look to Yahweh, our God, until he has mercy on us.
If it had not been Yahweh who was on our side, let Israel now say,
Our soul has escaped like a bird out of the fowler’s snare. The snare is broken, and we have escaped.
Our help is in Yahweh’s name, who made heaven and earth.
Unless Yahweh builds the house, they labor in vain who build it. Unless Yahweh watches over the city, the watchman guards it in vain.
It is vain for you to rise up early, to stay up late, eating the bread of toil; for he gives sleep to his loved ones.
Out of the depths I have cried to you, Yahweh.
I wait for Yahweh. My soul waits. I hope in his word.
Yahweh, my heart isn’t haughty, nor my eyes lofty; nor do I concern myself with great matters, or things too wonderful for me.
Surely I have stilled and quieted my soul, like a weaned child with his mother, like a weaned child is my soul within me.
Israel, hope in Yahweh, from this time forward and forever more.
“Surely I will not come into the structure of my house, nor go up into my bed;
For your servant David’s sake, don’t turn away the face of your anointed one.
To him who led his people through the wilderness; for his loving kindness endures forever:
Who remembered us in our low estate; for his loving kindness endures forever;
Who gives food to every creature; for his loving kindness endures forever.












