Chronological

¹ Of David.
Vindicate me, Adonai,
for I have walked in my integrity,
and trusted in Adonai without wavering.
² Probe me, Adonai, and test me,
refine my mind and my heart.
³ For Your love is before my eyes
and I have walked in Your truth.
⁴ I have not sat with men of falsehood,
nor do I consort with hypocrites.
⁵ I detest the company of evildoers,
and do not sit with the wicked.
⁶ I will wash my hands in innocence,
so I can walk around Your altar, Adonai,
⁷ hearing the voice of thanksgiving
    while proclaiming all Your wonders.
⁸ Adonai, I love the House where You live,
the place where Your glory dwells.
⁹ Do not take my soul away with sinners,
nor my life with people of bloodshed—
¹⁰ in whose hands are wicked schemes,
whose right hand is full of bribes.
¹¹ But I—I will walk in my integrity.
Redeem me and be gracious to me.
¹² My feet stand on level ground.
In congregations I will bless Adonai.

¹ For the music director, a psalm of David.
² I waited patiently for Adonai.
He bent down to me and heard my cry.
³ He brought me up out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire.
Then He set my feet on a rock.
He made my steps firm.
⁴ He put a new song in my mouth—
    a hymn of praise to our God.
Many will see and fear,
    and trust in Adonai.
⁵ Blessed is the one
who put his confidence in Adonai,
who has not turned to the arrogant,
nor to those who fall into falsehood.
⁶ Many things You have done, Adonai my God
—Your plans for us are wonderful—
there is none to be compared to You!
If I were to speak and tell of them,
they would be too many to count!
⁷ Sacrifice and offering You did not desire
—my ears You have opened—
burnt offering and sin offering You did not require.
⁸ Then I said: “Here I am, I have come—
in the scroll of a book it is written about me.
⁹ I delight to do Your will, O my God.
Yes, Your Torah is within my being.”
¹⁰ I proclaim good news of righteousness in the great assembly.
Behold, I am not shutting my lips—
Adonai, You know!
¹¹ I did not hide Your righteousness within my heart.
Rather I declared Your faithfulness and Your salvation.
I did not conceal Your lovingkindness
and Your truth from the great assembly.

¹ For the music director: “Do Not Destroy,” a Michtam of David.
² Do you really speak of justice, O “gods”?
Do you judge with fairness, sons of man?
³ No, in heart you devise injustice.
Your hands weigh out violence on earth.
⁴ The wicked are strangers from the womb.
Speaking lies, they go astray from birth.
⁵ Their venom is like a serpent’s venom,
like a deaf cobra shutting its ear—
⁶ not hearing the voice of charmers,
    or a cunning spell binder.
⁷ O God, break their teeth in their mouths.
Tear out the fangs of young lions, Adonai.
⁸ Let them flow away like water that runs off.
When he bends his bow, let the arrows be cut off.
⁹ Like a slug melting away as it slithers,
like a woman’s miscarriage,
may they never see the sun.
¹⁰ Even before your pots can feel a thorn
—whether alive or ablaze—
He will sweep the wicked away.
¹¹ The righteous one will rejoice
when he beholds vengeance,
when he washes his feet in the blood of the wicked.
¹² Then men will say:
“There really is a reward for the righteous.
There really is a God who judges on earth!”

¹ For the music director, on string instrument, of David.
² Hear my cry, O God, listen to my prayer.
³ From the end of the earth I call to You when my heart is faint.
Lead me to the rock that is higher than I.
⁴ For You have been a refuge for me,
a tower of strength before the enemy.
⁵ Let me dwell in Your tent forever.
Let me take refuge in the shelter of Your wings. Selah

¹ For the music director, on Jeduthun. A psalm of David.
² My soul, wait in stillness, only for God—
from Him comes my salvation.
³ He alone is my rock and my salvation,
my fortress—I will never be moved.
⁴ How long will all of you assault a man,
to crush him, like a leaning wall,
    a fence to be torn down?
⁵ They only plot to topple him from his rank.
Delighting in falsehood, they bless with their mouth,
but inwardly they curse. Selah

¹ For the music director, a psalm of David.
² Hear my voice, O God, in my complaint.
Protect my life from terror of the enemy.
³ Hide me from the conspiracy of evildoers,
from the tumult of workers of iniquity,
⁴ who sharpened their tongue like a sword,
and aimed their arrow—bitter words,
⁵ to shoot from hiding at the innocent,
shooting suddenly at him, with no fear.
⁶ They are firming up their evil plan.
They talk about setting secret traps.
They asked, “Who would see them?”
⁷ They are plotting injustices:
“We have completed a perfect plot!”
A man’s inward part and heart are deep.