¹ Lord, remember David
    and all that he suffered.

¹ From my earliest youth my enemies have persecuted me.
    Let all Israel repeat this:

¹ I took my troubles to the Lord;
    I cried out to him, and he answered my prayer.

¹⁹ The thought of my suffering and homelessness
    is bitter beyond words.^[a]

¹ Lord, my heart is not proud;
    my eyes are not haughty.
I don’t concern myself with matters too great
    or too awesome for me to grasp.

¹ From the depths of despair, O Lord,
    I call for your help.

¹ How joyful are those who fear the Lord—
    all who follow his ways!

¹ Unless the Lord builds a house,
    the work of the builders is wasted.
Unless the Lord protects a city,
    guarding it with sentries will do no good.

¹ When the Lord brought back his exiles to Jerusalem,^[a]
    it was like a dream!