He drove his enemies back; he made them a permanent target for insults.

He gave the order for a windstorm, and it stirred up the waves of the sea.

Men are nothing but a mere breath; human beings are unreliable. When they are weighed in the scales, all of them together are lighter than air.

But you, Lord, are a shield that protects me; you are my glory and the one who restores me.

They will come and tell about his saving deeds; they will tell a future generation what he has accomplished.

He says: “Assemble my covenant people before me, those who ratified a covenant with me by sacrifice!”

My accusers will be covered with shame, and draped in humiliation as if it were a robe.

Certainly my tongue does not frame a word without you, O Lord, being thoroughly aware of it.

I spread my hands out to you in prayer; my soul thirsts for you in a parched land.

For the music director; according to the al-tashcheth style; a psalm of Asaph; a song. We give thanks to you, O God! We give thanks! You reveal your presence; people tell about your amazing deeds.

A psalm – a song used at the dedication of the temple; by David. I will praise you, O Lord, for you lifted me up, and did not allow my enemies to gloat over me.

For the music director; to be accompanied by stringed instruments; a psalm, a song. May God show us his favor and bless us! May he smile on us! (Selah)

Do you want to really live? Would you love to live a long, happy life?

A song of ascents. I look up toward the hills. From where does my help come?

A song of ascents. I look up toward you, the one enthroned in heaven.

May the Lord rain down burning coals and brimstone on the wicked! A whirlwind is what they deserve!

Shout out praises to the Lord, all the earth! Break out in a joyful shout and sing!

You burn them up like a fiery furnace when you appear; the Lord angrily devours them; the fire consumes them.

For the music director; by the Korahites; according to the alamoth style; a song. God is our strong refuge; he is truly our helper in times of trouble.

Indeed I am composed and quiet, like a young child carried by its mother; I am content like the young child I carry.