I am mute; I do not open my mouth, for it is you who have done it.

Remove your stroke from me; I am spent by the hostility of your hand.

“Hear my prayer, O Lord, and give ear to my cry; hold not your peace at my tears! For I am a sojourner with you, a guest, like all my fathers.

Look away from me, that I may smile again, before I depart and am no more!”

As for me, I am poor and needy, but the Lord takes thought for me. You are my help and my deliverer; do not delay, O my God!

Blessed be the Lord, the God of Israel, from everlasting to everlasting! Amen and Amen.

daughters of kings are among your ladies of honor; at your right hand stands the queen in gold of Ophir.

“Be still, and know that I am God. I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth!”

“Hear, O my people, and I will speak; O Israel, I will testify against you. I am God, your God.

But I am like a green olive tree in the house of God. I trust in the steadfast love of God forever and ever.

The Lord Upholds My Life

To the choirmaster: with stringed instruments. A Maskil of David, when the Ziphites went and told Saul, “Is not David hiding among us?”

O God, save me by your name, and vindicate me by your might.

Attend to me, and answer me; I am restless in my complaint and I moan,

When I am afraid, I put my trust in you.

My soul is in the midst of lions; I lie down amid fiery beasts— the children of man, whose teeth are spears and arrows, whose tongues are sharp swords.

I will give thanks to you, O Lord, among the peoples; I will sing praises to you among the nations.

though you men lie among the sheepfolds— the wings of a dove covered with silver, its pinions with shimmering gold.

The chariots of God are twice ten thousand, thousands upon thousands; the Lord is among them; Sinai is now in the sanctuary.

You ascended on high, leading a host of captives in your train and receiving gifts among men, even among the rebellious, that the Lord God may dwell there.

Rebuke the beasts that dwell among the reeds, the herd of bulls with the calves of the peoples. Trample underfoot those who lust after tribute; scatter the peoples who delight in war.

I am weary with my crying out; my throat is parched. My eyes grow dim with waiting for my God.

I am the talk of those who sit in the gate, and the drunkards make songs about me.

Hide not your face from your servant, for I am in distress; make haste to answer me.

Reproaches have broken my heart, so that I am in despair. I looked for pity, but there was none, and for comforters, but I found none.

But I am afflicted and in pain; let your salvation, O God, set me on high!

But I am poor and needy; hasten to me, O God! You are my help and my deliverer; O Lord, do not delay!