For the music director; a psalm of David.
41:1 How blessed
When trouble comes,
39:8 Deliver me from all my sins of rebellion!
Do not make me the object of fools’ insults!
94:2 Rise up, O judge of the earth!
Pay back the proud!
94:3 O Lord, how long will the wicked,
how long will the wicked celebrate?
94:4 They spew out threats
all the evildoers boast.
94:5 O Lord, they crush your people;
they oppress the nation that belongs to you.
94:6 They kill the widow and the one residing outside his native land,
and they murder the fatherless.
94:7 Then they say, “The Lord does not see this;
the God of Jacob does not take notice of it.”
94:8 Take notice of this,
You fools, when will you ever understand?
32:27 But I fear the reaction
for
and say, “Our power is great,
and the Lord has not done all this!”’
37:23 Whom have you taunted and hurled insults at?
At whom have you shouted
and looked so arrogantly?
At the Holy One of Israel!
37:24 Through your messengers you taunted the sovereign master,
‘With my many chariots I climbed up
the high mountains,
the slopes of Lebanon.
I cut down its tall cedars
and its best evergreens.
I invaded its most remote regions,
its thickest woods.