Depart from me, evildoers, That I may observe the commandments of my God.
You have removed all the wicked of the earth like dross; Therefore I love Your testimonies.
Be surety for Your servant for good; Do not let the arrogant oppress me.
It is time for the LORD to act, For they have broken Your law.
The unfolding of Your words gives light; It gives understanding to the simple.
Redeem me from the oppression of man, That I may keep Your precepts.
My eyes anticipate the night watches, That I may meditate on Your word.
Salvation is far from the wicked, For they do not seek Your statutes.
I behold the treacherous and loathe them, Because they do not keep Your word.
The sum of Your word is truth, And every one of Your righteous ordinances is everlasting.
A Song of Ascents. In my trouble I cried to the LORD, And He answered me.
Sharp arrows of the warrior, With the burning coals of the broom tree.
Woe is me, for I sojourn in Meshech, For I dwell among the tents of Kedar!
A Song of Ascents. I will lift up my eyes to the mountains; From where shall my help come?
My help comes from the LORD, Who made heaven and earth.
The LORD is your keeper; The LORD is your shade on your right hand.
The sun will not smite you by day, Nor the moon by night.
The LORD will protect you from all evil; He will keep your soul.
The LORD will guard your going out and your coming in From this time forth and forever.
A Song of Ascents, of David. I was glad when they said to me, “Let us go to the house of the LORD.”
To which the tribes go up, even the tribes of the LORD-- An ordinance for Israel-- To give thanks to the name of the LORD.
For there thrones were set for judgment, The thrones of the house of David.
Pray for the peace of Jerusalem: “May they prosper who love you.
For the sake of my brothers and my friends, I will now say, “May peace be within you.”
For the sake of the house of the LORD our God, I will seek your good.
A Song of Ascents. To You I lift up my eyes, O You who are enthroned in the heavens!
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 the LORD our God, Until He is gracious to us.
Our soul is greatly filled With the scoffing of those who are at ease, And with the contempt of the proud.
A Song of Ascents, of David. “Had it not been the LORD who was on our side,” Let Israel now say,
“Had it not been the LORD who was on our side When men rose up against us,
Then the waters would have engulfed us, The stream would have swept over our soul;
Then the raging waters would have swept over our soul.”
Blessed be the LORD, Who has not given us to be torn by their teeth.
Our soul has escaped as a bird out of the snare of the trapper; The snare is broken and we have escaped.
Our help is in the name of the LORD, Who made heaven and earth.
A Song of Ascents. Those who trust in the LORD Are as Mount Zion, which cannot be moved but abides forever.
As the mountains surround Jerusalem, So the LORD surrounds His people From this time forth and forever.
For the scepter of wickedness shall not rest upon the land of the righteous, So that the righteous will not put forth their hands to do wrong.
But as for those who turn aside to their crooked ways, The LORD will lead them away with the doers of iniquity. Peace be upon Israel.
A Song of Ascents. When the LORD brought back the captive ones of Zion, We were like those who dream.
Then our mouth was filled with laughter And our tongue with joyful shouting; Then they said among the nations, “The LORD has done great things for them.”
The LORD has done great things for us; We are glad.
Restore our captivity, O LORD, As the streams in the South.
A Song of Ascents, of Solomon. Unless the LORD builds the house, They labor in vain who build it; Unless the LORD guards the city, The watchman keeps awake in vain.
It is vain for you to rise up early, To retire late, To eat the bread of painful labors; For He gives to His beloved even in his sleep.
Behold, children are a gift of the LORD, The fruit of the womb is a reward.
Like arrows in the hand of a warrior, So are the children of one’s youth.
How blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them; They will not be ashamed When they speak with their enemies in the gate.
A Song of Ascents. How blessed is everyone who fears the LORD, Who walks in His ways.
When you shall eat of the fruit of your hands, You will be happy and it will be well with you.
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