Chronological

¹ For the music director: “A Silent Dove Far Away,” a Michtam of David, when the Philistines had seized him in Gath.
² Be gracious to me, O God!
For man has crushed me,
fighting all day he oppresses me.
³ My foes trample me all day.
For many are fighting me arrogantly.
⁴ In a day when I am afraid,
I will put my trust in You.
⁵ In God—I keep praising His word—
in God I trust, I will not fear.
What can mere flesh do to me?

¹ A Song of Ascents.
In my trouble I cried out to Adonai,
    and He answered me.
² Adonai, deliver my soul from lying lips,
from a deceitful tongue.
³ What can be given to you,
and what more can be done to you, O deceitful tongue?—
⁴ sharp arrows of the mighty,
    with burning coals of a broom tree!
⁵ Woe to me, for I sojourn in Meshech,
for I dwell among the tents of Kedar!
⁶ My soul has too long dwelt
with those who hate shalom.
⁷ I am for shalom and thus I speak,
but they are for war!

¹ For the music director: a psalm of David.
² Rescue me, Adonai, from the evil man.
Protect me from the violent men—
³ who devise evil in their heart—
    every day they stir up wars.
⁴ They sharpen their tongue like a serpent’s
—viper’s venom is under their lips.^[a] Selah
⁵ Keep me safe, Adonai, from the clutches of the wicked.
Protect me from the man of violence who planned to push me off my feet.
⁶ The proud have hidden a trap and cords for me.
They spread out a net by the path.
They set snares for me. Selah
⁷ I said to Adonai: “You are my God!”
Hear, Adonai, the sound of my supplications.
⁸ God my Lord, the strength of my deliverance,
You shield my head in the day of battle.
⁹ Grant not, Adonai, the desires of the wicked.
Do not let their evil plan succeed,
or they will exalt themselves. Selah
¹⁰ As for the head of those surrounding me,
may the mischief of their lips overwhelm them.
¹¹ Let burning coals fall upon them.
May they be cast into the fire, into deep pits,
never to rise again.^[b]
12 May a slanderer not endure in the land.
May calamity hunt down a violent man.
¹³ I know Adonai will vindicate the poor,
and secure justice for the needy.
¹⁴ Surely, the righteous ones will praise Your name.
The upright will dwell in Your presence.

¹ A psalm of David.
Adonai, I call to You—come quickly to me!
Hear my voice when I call to You.
² May my prayer be set before You like incense.
May the lifting up of my hands be like the evening sacrifice.
³ Set a guard, Adonai, over my mouth.
Keep watch over the door of my lips.
⁴ Let not my heart turn to any evil thing,
to practice deeds of wickedness
with men that work iniquity,
nor let me eat of their delicacies.
⁵ Let the righteous strike me—it is kindness.
Let him correct me—it is oil on my head
—my head will not refuse it.
Yet still my prayer is against their wickedness.
⁶ Their judges are thrown down from a cliff.
Then they will hear my words, since they are sweet.
⁷ As when one plows and breaks open the earth,
so our bones are scattered at the mouth of Sheol.
⁸ For my eyes are toward You, God my Lord.
In You I have taken refuge—do not expose my soul.
⁹ Keep me from the jaws of the trap they have laid for me,
and from the snares of the evildoers.
¹⁰ Let the wicked fall into their own nets,
while I pass by safely.

¹ A contemplative poem of David, when he was in the cave, a prayer.
² I cry aloud with my voice to Adonai.
With my voice I seek favor from Adonai.
³ I pour out my complaint before Him,
before Him I tell my trouble.
⁴ When my spirit grows faint within me,
You know my path.
In the way where I walk they have hidden a trap for me.
⁵ Look at my right hand and see,
for no one cares about me.
I have no refuge—
no one cares for my soul.
⁶ I have cried out to You, Adonai.
I said: “You are my refuge,
    my portion in the land of the living.”
⁷ Listen to my cry,
    for I am brought very low.
Rescue me from my persecutors,
    for they are too strong for me.
⁸ Bring my soul out of prison,
    so I may praise Your Name.
The righteous will triumph through me,
    for You will reward me.