Kiss (pay respect to) the Son, so that He does not become angry, and you perish in the way, For His wrath may soon be kindled and set aflame. How blessed [fortunate, prosperous, and favored by God] are all those who take refuge in Him!

I will not be intimidated or afraid of the ten thousands Who have set themselves against me all around.

Arise, O Lord; save me, O my God! For You have struck all my enemies on the cheek; You have shattered the teeth of the wicked.

The boastful and the arrogant will not stand in Your sight; You hate all who do evil.

But let all who take refuge and put their trust in You rejoice, Let them ever sing for joy; Because You cover and shelter them, Let those who love Your name be joyful and exult in You.

My eye grows dim with grief; It grows old because of all my enemies.

Depart from me, all you who do evil, For the Lord has heard the voice of my weeping.

Let all my enemies be ashamed and greatly horrified; Let them turn back, let them suddenly be ashamed [of what they have done].

The Lord Implored to Defend the Psalmist against the Wicked.

An Ode of David, [perhaps in a wild, irregular, enthusiastic strain,] which he sang to the Lord concerning the words of Cush, a Benjamite.

O Lord my God, in You I take refuge; Save me and rescue me from all those who pursue me,

The Lord’s Glory and Man’s Dignity.

To the Chief Musician; set to a Philistine lute [or perhaps to a particular Hittite tune]. A Psalm of David.

O Lord, our Lord, How majestic and glorious and excellent is Your name in all the earth! You have displayed Your splendor above the heavens.

You made him to have dominion over the works of Your hands; You have put all things under his feet,

All sheep and oxen, And also the beasts of the field,

O Lord, our Lord, How majestic and glorious and excellent is Your name in all the earth!

A Psalm of Thanksgiving for God’s Justice.

To the Chief Musician; on Muth-labben. A Psalm of David.

I will give thanks and praise the Lord, with all my heart; I will tell aloud all Your wonders and marvelous deeds.

That I may tell aloud all Your praises, That in the gates of the daughter of Zion (Jerusalem) I may rejoice in Your salvation and Your help.

The wicked will turn to Sheol (the nether world, the place of the dead), Even all the nations who forget God.

The wicked, in the haughtiness of his face, will not seek nor inquire for Him; All his thoughts are, “There is no God [so there is no accountability or punishment].”

His ways prosper at all times; Your judgments [Lord] are on high, out of his sight [so he never thinks about them]; As for all his enemies, he sneers at them.

He says to himself, “I will not be moved; For throughout all generations I will not be in adversity [for nothing bad will happen to me].”

May the Lord cut off all flattering lips, The tongue that speaks great things [in boasting];

They have all turned aside, together they have become corrupt; There is no one who does good, not even one.

Have all the workers of wickedness and injustice no knowledge, Who eat up my people as they eat bread, And do not call upon the Lord?

As for the saints (godly people) who are in the land, They are the majestic and the noble and the excellent ones in whom is all my delight.

The Lord is the portion of my inheritance, my cup [He is all I need]; You support my lot.

For You will not abandon me to Sheol (the nether world, the place of the dead), Nor will You allow Your Holy One to undergo decay.