Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity; for the Lord hath heard the voice of my weeping.

The Lord hath heard my supplication; the Lord will receive my prayer.

O Lord my God, in thee do I put my trust: save me from all them that persecute me, and deliver me:

O Lord my God, If I have done this; if there be iniquity in my hands;

Arise, O Lord, in thine anger, lift up thyself because of the rage of mine enemies: and awake for me to the judgment that thou hast commanded.

The Lord shall judge the people: judge me, O Lord, according to my righteousness, and according to mine integrity that is in me.

I will praise the Lord according to his righteousness: and will sing praise to the name of the Lord most high.

O Lord, our Lord, how excellent is thy name in all the earth! who hast set thy glory above the heavens.

O Lord our Lord, how excellent is thy name in all the earth!

I will praise thee, O Lord, with my whole heart; I will shew forth all thy marvellous works.

But the Lord shall endure for ever: he hath prepared his throne for judgment.

The Lord also will be a refuge for the oppressed, a refuge in times of trouble.

And they that know thy name will put their trust in thee: for thou, Lord, hast not forsaken them that seek thee.

Sing praises to the Lord, which dwelleth in Zion: declare among the people his doings.

Have mercy upon me, O Lord; consider my trouble which I suffer of them that hate me, thou that liftest me up from the gates of death:

The Lord is known by the judgment which he executeth: the wicked is snared in the work of his own hands. Higgaion. Selah.

Arise, O Lord; let not man prevail: let the heathen be judged in thy sight.

Put them in fear, O Lord: that the nations may know themselves to be but men. Selah.

Why standest thou afar off, O Lord? why hidest thou thyself in times of trouble?

For the wicked boasteth of his heart's desire, and blesseth the covetous, whom the Lord abhorreth.

Arise, O Lord; O God, lift up thine hand: forget not the humble.

The Lord is King for ever and ever: the heathen are perished out of his land.

Lord, thou hast heard the desire of the humble: thou wilt prepare their heart, thou wilt cause thine ear to hear:

In the Lord put I my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain?

The Lord is in his holy temple, the Lord's throne is in heaven: his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.