Ithai son of Ribai from Gibeah in Benjaminite territory, Benaiah the Pirathonite,

whose trust is in something futile, whose security is a spider’s web.

“Indeed, God does all these things, twice, three times, in his dealings with a person,

Remember to extol his work, which people have praised in song.

when I prescribed its limits, and set in place its bolts and doors,

Then from the wicked the light is withheld, and the arm raised in violence is broken.

The lotus trees conceal it in their shadow; the poplars by the stream conceal it.

The one true God gives me strength; he removes the obstacles in my way.

I can count all my bones; my enemies are gloating over me in triumph.

They are bubbling with joy as they walk in procession and enter the royal palace.

They return in the evening; they growl like a dog and prowl around outside the city.

The pastures in the wilderness glisten with moisture, and the hills are clothed with joy.

Let the rivers clap their hands! Let the mountains sing in unison

He put him in charge of his palace, and made him manager of all his property,

They acted like fools in their rebellious ways, and suffered because of their sins.

The Lord protects the untrained; I was in serious trouble and he delivered me.

In the middle of the night I arise to thank you for your just regulations.

Distress and hardship confront me, yet I find delight in your commands.

Do not move an ancient boundary stone which was put in place by your ancestors.

If a king judges the poor in truth, his throne will be established forever.