My soul also is struck with terror, while you, O Lord—how long?

then let the enemy pursue and overtake me, trample my life to the ground, and lay my soul in the dust. Selah

The Lord tests the righteous and the wicked, and his soul hates the lover of violence.

How long must I bear pain in my soul and have sorrow in my heart all day long? How long shall my enemy be exalted over me?

Therefore my heart is glad, and my soul rejoices; my body also rests secure.

The law of the Lord is perfect, reviving the soul; the decrees of the Lord are sure, making wise the simple;

Deliver my soul from the sword, my life from the power of the dog!

he restores my soul. He leads me in right paths for his name’s sake.

Those who have clean hands and pure hearts, who do not lift up their souls to what is false and do not swear deceitfully.

Psalm 25

Prayer for Guidance and for Deliverance

Of David.

To you, O Lord, I lift up my soul.

O Lord, you brought up my soul from Sheol, restored me to life from among those gone down to the Pit.

so that my soul may praise you and not be silent. O Lord my God, I will give thanks to you forever.

Be gracious to me, O Lord, for I am in distress; my eye wastes away from grief, my soul and body also.

to deliver their soul from death and to keep them alive in famine.

Our soul waits for the Lord; he is our help and shield.

My soul makes its boast in the Lord; let the humble hear and be glad.

This poor soul cried and was heard by the Lord and was saved from every trouble.

Draw the spear and javelin against my pursuers; say to my soul, “I am your salvation.”

Then my soul shall rejoice in the Lord, exulting in his deliverance.

They repay me evil for good; my soul is forlorn.

Book II

(Psalms 42–72)

Psalm 42

Longing for God and His Help in Distress

To the leader. A Maskil of the Korahites.

As a deer longs for flowing streams, so my soul longs for you, O God.

My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and behold the face of God?

These things I remember, as I pour out my soul: how I went with the throng and led them in procession to the house of God, with glad shouts and songs of thanksgiving, a multitude keeping festival.

Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you disquieted within me? Hope in God, for I shall again praise him, my help

and my God. My soul is cast down within me; therefore I remember you from the land of Jordan and of Hermon, from Mount Mizar.