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Psalm 121

A pilgrimage song.

121 I raise my eyes toward the mountains.
    Where will my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord,
    the maker of heaven and earth.
God won’t let your foot slip.
    Your protector won’t fall asleep on the job.
No! Israel’s protector
    never sleeps or rests!
The Lord is your protector;
    the Lord is your shade right beside you.
The sun won’t strike you during the day;
    neither will the moon at night.
The Lord will protect you from all evil;
    God will protect your very life.[a]
The Lord will protect you on your journeys—
    whether going or coming—
    from now until forever from now.

Psalm 122

A pilgrimage song. Of David.

122 I rejoiced with those who said to me,
    “Let’s go to the Lord’s house!”
Now our feet are standing
    in your gates, Jerusalem!

Jerusalem is built like a city
    joined together in unity.
That is where the tribes go up—
    the Lord’s tribes!
It is the law for Israel
    to give thanks there to the Lord’s name,
    because the thrones of justice are there—
    the thrones of the house of David!

Pray that Jerusalem has peace:
    “Let those who love you have rest.
    Let there be peace on your walls;
    let there be rest on your fortifications.”
For the sake of my family and friends,
    I say, “Peace be with you, Jerusalem.”
For the sake of the Lord our God’s house
    I will pray for your good.

Psalm 123

A pilgrimage song.

123 I raise my eyes to you—
    you who rule heaven.
Just as the eyes of servants attend to their masters’ hand,
    just as the eyes of a female servant attend to her mistress’ hand—
    that’s how our eyes attend to the Lord our God
    until he has mercy on us.

Have mercy on us, Lord! Have mercy
    because we’ve had more than enough shame.
We’ve had more than enough mockery from the self-confident,
    more than enough shame from the proud.

Psalm 124

A pilgrimage song. Of David.

124 If the Lord hadn’t been for us—
    let Israel now repeat!—
    if the Lord hadn’t been for us,
        when those people attacked us
then they would have swallowed us up whole
        with their rage burning against us!
Then the waters would have drowned us;
    the torrent would have come over our necks;[b]
    then the raging waters would have come over our necks!

Bless the Lord
    because he didn’t hand us over
    like food for our enemies’ teeth!
We escaped like a bird from the hunters’ trap;
    the trap was broken so we escaped!

Our help is in the name of the Lord,
    the maker of heaven and earth.

Psalm 125

A pilgrimage song.

125 The people who trust in the Lord
    are like Mount Zion:
    never shaken, lasting forever.
Mountains surround Jerusalem.
    That’s how the Lord surrounds his people
    from now until forever from now!
The wicked rod won’t remain
in the land given to the righteous
    so that they don’t use their hands to do anything wrong.[c]
Lord, do good to people who are good,
    to people whose hearts are right.
But as for those people who turn to their own twisted ways—
    may the Lord march them off with other evildoers!

Peace be on Israel!

Psalm 126

A pilgrimage song.

126 When the Lord changed Zion’s circumstances for the better,
    it was like we had been dreaming.
Our mouths were suddenly filled with laughter;
    our tongues were filled with joyful shouts.
It was even said, at that time, among the nations,
    “The Lord has done great things for them!”
Yes, the Lord has done great things for us,
    and we are overjoyed.

Lord, change our circumstances for the better,
    like dry streams in the desert waste!
Let those who plant with tears
    reap the harvest with joyful shouts.
Let those who go out,
    crying and carrying their seed,
    come home with joyful shouts,
    carrying bales of grain!

Psalm 127

A pilgrimage song. Of Solomon.

127 Unless it is the Lord who builds the house,
    the builders’ work is pointless.
Unless it is the Lord who protects the city,
    the guard on duty is pointless.
It is pointless that you get up early and stay up late,
    eating the bread of hard labor
    because God gives sleep to those he loves.

No doubt about it: children are a gift from the Lord;
    the fruit of the womb is a divine reward.
The children born when one is young
    are like arrows in the hand of a warrior.
The person who fills a quiver full with them is truly happy!
    They won’t be ashamed when arguing with their enemies in the gate.

Psalm 128

A pilgrimage song.

128 Everyone who honors the Lord,
        who walks in God’s ways, is truly happy!

You will definitely enjoy what you’ve worked hard for—
    you’ll be happy; and things will go well for you.
In your house, your wife will be like a vine full of fruit.
    All around your table, your children will be like olive trees, freshly planted.
That’s how it goes for anyone who honors the Lord:
    they will be blessed!

May the Lord bless you from Zion.
    May you experience Jerusalem’s goodness your whole life long.
    And may you see your grandchildren.

Peace be on Israel!

Psalm 129

A pilgrimage song.

129 From youth, people have constantly attacked me—
    let Israel now repeat!—
    from youth people have constantly attacked me—
    but they haven’t beaten me!
They plowed my back like farmers;
    they made their furrows deep.
But the Lord is righteous—
    God cut me free from the ropes of the wicked!

Let everyone who hates Zion be ashamed, thoroughly frustrated.
    Let them be like grass on a roof
    that dies before it can be pulled up,
    which won’t fill the reaper’s hand
        or fill the harvester’s arms.
Let no one who passes by say to them:
    “May the Lord’s blessing be on you!
        We bless you in the Lord’s name!”

Psalm 130

A pilgrimage song.

130 I cry out to you from the depths, Lord
my Lord, listen to my voice!
    Let your ears pay close attention to my request for mercy!
If you kept track of sins, Lord
    my Lord, who would stand a chance?
But forgiveness is with you—
    that’s why you are honored.

I hope, Lord.
My whole being[d] hopes,
    and I wait for God’s promise.
My whole being waits for my Lord—
    more than the night watch waits for morning;
    yes, more than the night watch waits for morning!

Israel, wait for the Lord!
    Because faithful love is with the Lord;
    because great redemption is with our God!
He is the one who will redeem Israel
    from all its sin.

Psalm 131

A pilgrimage song. Of David.

131 Lord, my heart isn’t proud;
        my eyes aren’t conceited.
    I don’t get involved with things too great or wonderful for me.
No. But I have calmed and quieted myself[e]
    like a weaned child on its mother;
    I’m like the weaned child that is with me.

Israel, wait for the Lord
    from now until forever from now!

Psalm 132

A pilgrimage song.

132 Lord, remember David—
    all the ways he suffered
    and how he swore to the Lord,
        how he promised the strong one of Jacob:
    “I won’t enter my house,
    won’t get into my bed.
    I won’t let my eyes close,
    won’t let my eyelids sleep,
        until I find a place for the Lord,
        a dwelling place for the strong one of Jacob.”

Yes, we heard about it in Ephrathah;
    we found it[f] in the fields of Jaar.
Let’s enter God’s dwelling place;
    let’s worship at the place God rests his feet!
Get up, Lord, go to your residence—
    you and your powerful covenant chest!
Let your priests be dressed in righteousness;
    let your faithful shout out with joy!
10 And for the sake of your servant David,
    do not reject your anointed one.

11 The Lord swore to David
    a true promise that God won’t take back:
        “I will put one of your own children on your throne.
12 And if your children keep my covenant
        and the laws that I will teach them,
    then their children too will rule on your throne forever.”
13 Because the Lord chose Zion;
    he wanted it for his home.
14 “This is my residence forever.
    I will live here because I wanted it for myself.[g]
15 I will most certainly bless its food supply;
    I will fill its needy full of food!
16 I will dress its priests in salvation,
    and its faithful will shout out loud with joy!
17 It is there that I will make David’s strength thrive.[h]
    I will prepare a lamp for my anointed one there.
18 I will dress his enemies in shame,
    but the crown he wears will shine.”

Psalm 133

A pilgrimage song. Of David.

133 Look at how good and pleasing it is
    when families[i] live together as one!
It is like expensive oil poured over the head,
    running down onto the beard—
        Aaron’s beard!—
    which extended over the collar of his robes.
It is like the dew on Mount Hermon
    streaming down onto the mountains of Zion,
    because it is there that the Lord has commanded the blessing:
        everlasting life.

Psalm 134

A pilgrimage song.

134 All you who serve the Lord: bless the Lord right now!
    All you who minister in the Lord’s house at night: bless God!
Lift up your hands to the sanctuary
    and bless the Lord!
May the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth,
    bless you from Zion.

Psalm 135

135 Praise the Lord!
    Praise the Lord’s name!
    All you who serve the Lord, praise God!
All you who stand in the Lord’s house—
        who stand in the courtyards of our God’s temple—
    praise the Lord, because the Lord is good!
        Sing praises to God’s name because it is beautiful!
Because the Lord chose Jacob as his own,
    God chose Israel as his treasured possession.

Yes, I know for certain that the Lord is great—
    I know our Lord is greater than all other gods.
The Lord can do whatever he wants
    in heaven or on earth,
    in the seas and in every ocean depth.
God forms clouds at the far corners of the earth.
    God makes lightning for the rain.
    God releases the wind from its storeroom.
    God struck down the Egyptians’ oldest offspring—
        both human and animal!
God sent signs and wonders into the very center of Egypt—
    against Pharaoh and all his servants.
10 God struck down many nations
    and killed mighty kings:
11 Sihon the Amorite king,
    Og the king of Bashan,
    and all the Canaanite kings.
12 Then God handed their land over as an inheritance—
    as an inheritance to Israel, his own people.

13 Lord, your name is forever!
    Lord, your fame extends from one generation to the next!
14 The Lord gives justice to his people
    and has compassion on those who serve him.

15 The nations’ idols are just silver and gold—
    things made by human hands.
16 They have mouths, but they can’t speak.
    They have eyes, but they can’t see.
17 They have ears, but they can’t listen.
    No, there’s no breath in their lungs!
18 Let the people who made these idols
    and all who trust in them
    become just like them!

19 House of Israel, bless the Lord!
    House of Aaron, bless the Lord!
20     House of Levi, bless the Lord!
    You who honor the Lord, bless the Lord!
21 Bless the Lord from Zion—
    bless the one who lives in Jerusalem!

Praise the Lord!

Psalm 136

136 Give thanks to the Lord because he is good.
    God’s faithful love lasts forever!

Give thanks to the God of all gods—
    God’s faithful love lasts forever.
Give thanks to the Lord of all lords—
    God’s faithful love lasts forever.
Give thanks to the only one
who makes great wonders—
    God’s faithful love lasts forever.
Give thanks to the one who made the skies with skill—
    God’s faithful love lasts forever.
Give thanks to the one who shaped the earth on the water—
    God’s faithful love lasts forever.
Give thanks to the one who made the great lights—
    God’s faithful love lasts forever.
The sun to rule the day—
    God’s faithful love lasts forever.
The moon and the stars to rule the night—
    God’s faithful love lasts forever!

10 Give thanks to the one who struck down the Egyptians’ oldest offspring—
    God’s faithful love lasts forever.
11 Give thanks to the one who brought Israel out of there—
    God’s faithful love lasts forever.
12 With a strong hand and outstretched arm—
    God’s faithful love lasts forever!

13 Give thanks to the one who split the Reed Sea[j] in two—
    God’s faithful love lasts forever.
14 Give thanks to the one who brought Israel through—
    God’s faithful love lasts forever.
15 And tossed Pharaoh and his army into the Reed Sea—
    God’s faithful love lasts forever!

16 Give thanks to the one who led his people through the desert—
    God’s faithful love lasts forever.
17 Give thanks to the one who struck down great kings—
    God’s faithful love lasts forever.
18 And killed powerful kings—
    God’s faithful love lasts forever.
19 Sihon, the Amorite king—
    God’s faithful love lasts forever.
20 Og, king of Bashan—
    God’s faithful love lasts forever.
21 Handing their land over as an inheritance—
    God’s faithful love lasts forever.
22 As an inheritance to Israel, his servant—
    God’s faithful love lasts forever!

23 God remembered us when we were humiliated—
    God’s faithful love lasts forever.
24 God rescued us from our enemies—
    God’s faithful love lasts forever.
25 God is the one who provides food for all living things—
    God’s faithful love lasts forever!

26 Give thanks to the God of heaven—
        God’s faithful love lasts forever!

Psalm 137

137 Alongside Babylon’s streams,
    there we sat down,
    crying because we remembered Zion.
We hung our lyres up
    in the trees there
    because that’s where our captors asked us to sing;
    our tormentors requested songs of joy:
    “Sing us a song about Zion!” they said.
But how could we possibly sing
    the Lord’s song on foreign soil?

Jerusalem! If I forget you,
    let my strong hand wither!
Let my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth
    if I don’t remember you,
    if I don’t make Jerusalem my greatest joy.

Lord, remember what the Edomites did
        on Jerusalem’s dark day:
    “Rip it down, rip it down!
    All the way to its foundations!” they yelled.
Daughter Babylon, you destroyer,[k]
    a blessing on the one who pays you back
    the very deed you did to us!
    A blessing on the one who seizes your children
    and smashes them against the rock!

Psalm 138

Of David.

138 I give thanks to you with all my heart, Lord.[l]
    I sing your praise before all other gods.
I bow toward your holy temple
    and thank your name
    for your loyal love and faithfulness
        because you have made your name and word
        greater than everything else.[m]
On the day I cried out, you answered me.
    You encouraged me with inner strength.[n]

Let all the earth’s rulers give thanks to you, Lord,
    when they hear what you say.
Let them sing about the Lord’s ways
    because the Lord’s glory is so great!
Even though the Lord is high,
    he can still see the lowly,
    but God keeps his distance from the arrogant.

Whenever I am in deep trouble,
    you make me live again;
    you send your power against my enemies’ wrath;
    you save me with your strong hand.
The Lord will do all this for my sake.

Your faithful love lasts forever, Lord!
    Don’t let go of what your hands
    have made.

Psalm 139

For the music leader. Of David. A song.

139 Lord, you have examined me.
    You know me.
You know when I sit down and when I stand up.
    Even from far away, you comprehend my plans.
You study my traveling and resting.
    You are thoroughly familiar with all my ways.
There isn’t a word on my tongue, Lord,
    that you don’t already know completely.
You surround me—front and back.
    You put your hand on me.
That kind of knowledge is too much for me;
    it’s so high above me that I can’t reach it.

Where could I go to get away from your spirit?
    Where could I go to escape your presence?
If I went up to heaven, you would be there.
    If I went down to the grave,[o] you would be there too!
If I could fly on the wings of dawn,
    stopping to rest only on the far side of the ocean—
10         even there your hand would guide me;
        even there your strong hand would hold me tight!
11 If I said, “The darkness will definitely hide me;
        the light will become night around me,”
12     even then the darkness isn’t too dark for you!
        Nighttime would shine bright as day,
        because darkness is the same as light to you!

13 You are the one who created my innermost parts;
    you knit me together while I was still in my mother’s womb.
14 I give thanks to you that I was marvelously set apart.
    Your works are wonderful—I know that very well.
15 My bones weren’t hidden from you
    when I was being put together in a secret place,
    when I was being woven together in the deep parts of the earth.
16 Your eyes saw my embryo,
    and on your scroll every day was written that was being formed for me,[p]
    before any one of them had yet happened.[q]
17 God, your plans are incomprehensible to me!
    Their total number is countless!
18 If I tried to count them—they outnumber grains of sand!
    If I came to the very end—I’d still be with you.[r]

19 If only, God, you would kill the wicked!
    If only murderers would get away from me—
20     the people who talk about you, but only for wicked schemes;
        the people who are your enemies,
        who use your name as if it were of no significance.[s]
21 Don’t I hate everyone who hates you?
    Don’t I despise those who attack you?
22 Yes, I hate them—through and through!
    They’ve become my enemies too.

23 Examine me, God! Look at my heart!
    Put me to the test! Know my anxious thoughts!
24 Look to see if there is any idolatrous way[t] in me,
    then lead me on the eternal path!

Psalm 140

For the music leader. A psalm of David.

140 Rescue me from evil people, Lord!
    Guard me from violent people
    who plot evil things in their hearts,
    who pick fights every single day!
They sharpen their tongues like a snake’s;
    spider poison[u] is on their lips. Selah

Protect me from the power of the wicked, Lord!
    Guard me from violent people
        who plot to trip me up!
Arrogant people have laid a trap for me with ropes.
    They’ve spread out a net alongside the road.
    They’ve set snares for me. Selah

I tell the Lord, “You are my God!
    Listen to my request for mercy, Lord!”
My Lord God, my strong saving help—
    you’ve protected my head on the day of battle.
Lord, don’t give the wicked what they want!
    Don’t allow their plans to succeed,
    or they’ll exalt themselves even more![v] Selah

Let the heads of the people surrounding me
    be covered with the trouble their own lips caused![w]
10 Let burning coals fall on them!
    Let them fall into deep pits and never get out again!
11 Let no slanderer be safe in the land.
    Let calamity hunt down violent people—and quickly![x]

12 I know that the Lord will take up the case of the poor
    and will do what is right for the needy.
13 Yes, the righteous will give thanks to your name,
    and those who do right will live in your presence.

Psalm 141

A psalm of David.

141 I cry out to you, Lord: Come to me—quickly!
    Listen to my voice when I cry out to you!
Let my prayer stand before you like incense;
    let my uplifted hands be like the evening offering.

Set a guard over my mouth, Lord;
    keep close watch over the door that is my lips.
Don’t let my heart turn aside to evil things
        so that I don’t do wicked things with evildoers,
        so I don’t taste their delicacies.

Instead, let the righteous discipline me;
    let the faithful correct me!
Let my head never reject that kind of fine oil,
    because my prayers are always against the deeds of the wicked.[y]
Their leaders will fall from jagged cliffs,
    but my words will be heard because they are pleasing.[z]
Our bones[aa] have been scattered at the mouth of the grave,[ab]
    just like when the ground is broken up and plowed.[ac]

But my eyes are on you, my Lord God.
    I take refuge in you; don’t let me die!
Protect me from the trap they’ve set for me;
    protect me from the snares of the evildoers.
10 Let the wicked fall into their own nets—all together!—
    but let me make it through safely.

Psalm 142

A maskil[ad] of David, when he was in the cave. A prayer.

142 I cry out loud for help from the Lord.
    I beg out loud for mercy from the Lord.
I pour out my concerns before God;
    I announce my distress to him.
When my spirit is weak inside me, you still know my way.
    But they’ve hidden a trap for me in the path I’m taking.
Look right beside me: See?
    No one pays attention to me.
There’s no escape for me.
    No one cares about my life.

I cry to you, Lord, for help.
    “You are my refuge,” I say.
    “You are all I have in the land of the living.”
Pay close attention to my shouting,
    because I’ve been brought down so low!
Deliver me from my oppressors
    because they’re stronger than me.
Get me out of this prison
    so I can give thanks to your name.
Then the righteous will gather all around me
    because of your good deeds to me.

Psalm 143

A psalm of David.

143 Listen to my prayer, Lord!
    Because of your faithfulness, hear my requests for mercy!
    Because of your righteousness, answer me!
Please don’t bring your servant to judgment,
    because no living thing is righteous before you.

The enemy is chasing me,[ae]
    crushing my life in the dirt,
        forcing me to live in the dark
            like those who’ve been dead forever.
My spirit is weak inside me—
    inside, my mind is numb.

I remember the days long past;
    I meditate on all your deeds;
    I contemplate your handiwork.
I stretch out my hands to you;
    my whole being is like dry dirt, thirsting for you.[af] Selah

Answer me, Lord—and quickly! My breath is fading.
    Don’t hide your face from me
        or I’ll be like those going down to the pit!
Tell me all about your faithful love come morning time,
    because I trust you.
Show me the way I should go,
    because I offer my life up to you.
Deliver me from my enemies, Lord!
    I seek protection from you.[ag]
10 Teach me to do what pleases you,
    because you are my God.
Guide me by your good spirit
        into good land.
11 Make me live again, Lord, for your name’s sake.
    Bring me out of distress because of your righteousness.
12 Wipe out my enemies because of your faithful love.
    Destroy everyone who attacks me,
        because I am your servant.

Psalm 144

Of David.

144 Bless the Lord, my rock,
    who taught my hands how to fight,
    who taught my fingers how to do battle!
God is my loyal one, my fortress,
    my place of safety, my rescuer,
    my shield, in whom I take refuge,
        and the one who subdues people before me.

What are human beings, Lord, that you know them at all?
    What are human beings that you even consider them?
Humans are like a puff of air;
    their days go by like a shadow.

Lord, part your skies and come down!
    Touch the mountains so they smoke!
Flash lightning and scatter the enemy!
    Shoot your arrows and defeat them!
Stretch out your hand from above!
    Rescue me and deliver me from deep water,
    from the power of strangers, whose mouths speak lies,
        and whose strong hand is a strong hand of deception!

I will sing a new song to you, God.
    I will sing praises to you on a ten-stringed harp,
10         to you—the one who gives saving help to rulers,
        and who rescues his servant David from the evil sword.
11 Rescue me and deliver me from the power of strangers,
        whose mouths speak lies,
        and whose strong hand is a strong hand of deception,
12     so that[ah] our sons can grow up fully, in their youth, like plants;
    so that our daughters can be like pillars carved to decorate a palace;
13     so that our barns can be full, providing all kinds of food;
    so that our flocks can be in the thousands—
        even tens of thousands—in our fields;
14     so that our cattle can be loaded with calves;
    so that there won’t be any breach in the walls,
    no exile, no outcries in our streets!

15 The people who have it like this are truly happy!
    The people whose God is the Lord are truly happy!

Footnotes

  1. Psalm 121:7 Or your soul
  2. Psalm 124:4 Or soul; also in 124:5, 7
  3. Psalm 125:3 Heb uncertain
  4. Psalm 130:5 Or soul; also in 132:6
  5. Psalm 131:2 Or my soul
  6. Psalm 132:6 It may refer to the covenant chest (132:8b).
  7. Psalm 132:14 Heb lacks for myself.
  8. Psalm 132:17 Or make a horn sprout
  9. Psalm 133:1 Or brothers (and sisters); the term often encompasses extended family relationships.
  10. Psalm 136:13 Or Red Sea; also in 136:15
  11. Psalm 137:8 Sym, Tg, Syr; MT the devastated
  12. Psalm 138:1 LXX, Syr, Tg, DSS (11QPsa); MT lacks Lord.
  13. Psalm 138:2 Correction; Heb uncertain
  14. Psalm 138:3 Heb uncertain
  15. Psalm 139:8 Heb Sheol
  16. Psalm 139:16 Correction; Heb lacks for me.
  17. Psalm 139:16 Heb uncertain
  18. Psalm 139:18 Correction
  19. Psalm 139:20 Heb lacks your name.
  20. Psalm 139:24 Correction; cf Tg; LXX, Syr, Vulg painful or wicked or hurtful way
  21. Psalm 140:3 LXX snake poison
  22. Psalm 140:8 Heb uncertain
  23. Psalm 140:9 Heb uncertain
  24. Psalm 140:11 Heb uncertain
  25. Psalm 141:5 Heb uncertain
  26. Psalm 141:6 Heb uncertain
  27. Psalm 141:7 LXX manuscripts, Syr their bones; DSS (11QPsa) my bones
  28. Psalm 141:7 Heb Sheol
  29. Psalm 141:7 Heb uncertain
  30. Psalm 142:1 Perhaps instruction
  31. Psalm 143:3 Or my soul; also in 143:6, 8, 11-12
  32. Psalm 143:6 Heb lacks thirsting.
  33. Psalm 143:9 Heb uncertain; MT to you I have hidden
  34. Psalm 144:12 Heb uncertain

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