Behold, he travaileth with iniquity, yea, he hath conceived mischief, and brought forth falsehood:

The lines are fallen unto me in pleasant places; yea, I have a goodly heritage.

And he rode upon a cherub and did fly; yea, he flew fast upon the wings of the wind.

Who hath delivered me from mine enemies: yea, thou hast lifted me up above them that rose up against me; from the man of violence hast thou delivered me.

They are more precious than gold, yea, than much fine gold; and sweeter than honey and the dropping of the honeycomb.

Save me from the lion's mouth. Yea, from the horns of the buffaloes hast thou answered me.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me.

Lift up your heads, ye gates; yea, lift up, ye everlasting doors, and the King of glory shall come in.

Yea, none that wait on thee shall be ashamed: they shall be ashamed that deal treacherously without cause.

And now shall my head be lifted up above mine enemies round about me; and I will offer in his tent sacrifices of shouts of joy: I will sing, yea, I will sing psalms unto Jehovah.

Wait for Jehovah; be strong and let thy heart take courage: yea, wait for Jehovah.

The voice of Jehovah breaketh cedars; yea, Jehovah breaketh the cedars of Lebanon:

Jehovah sitteth upon the flood; yea, Jehovah sitteth as king for ever.

For my life is spent with sorrow, and my years with sighing; my strength faileth through mine iniquity, and my bones are wasted.

All my bones shall say, Jehovah, who is like unto thee, who deliverest the afflicted from one stronger than he, yea, the afflicted and the needy from him that spoileth him!

Yea, I am as a man that heareth not, and in whose mouth are no reproofs.

Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I confided, who did eat of my bread, hath lifted up [his] heel against me.

Then will I go unto the altar of God, unto the God of the gladness of my joy: yea, upon the harp will I praise thee, O God, my God.

To the chief Musician. 'Destroy not.' Of David. Michtam; when he fled from Saul in the cave.

Be gracious unto me, O God, be gracious unto me; for my soul taketh refuge in thee: yea, in the shadow of thy wings do I take refuge, until the calamities be overpast.

My heart is fixed, O God, my heart is fixed: I will sing, yea, I will sing psalms.

Yea, in heart ye work wickedness; ye weigh out the violence of your hands in the earth.

Yea, do thou, Jehovah, the God of hosts, the God of Israel, arise to visit all the nations: be not gracious to any plotters of iniquity. Selah.

But as for me, I will sing of thy strength; yea, I will sing aloud of thy loving-kindness in the morning; for thou hast been to me a high fortress, and a refuge in the day of my trouble.

Thou wilt add days to the days of the king: his years shall be as many generations.

Thou crownest the year with thy goodness, and thy paths drop fatness: