Let the wicked fall into their own nets, while I escape.

He established them so they would endure; he issued a decree that will not be revoked.

You have scrutinized my inner motives; you have examined me during the night. You have carefully evaluated me, but you find no sin. I am determined I will say nothing sinful.

For my sins overwhelm me; like a heavy load, they are too much for me to bear.

One deep stream calls out to another at the sound of your waterfalls; all your billows and waves overwhelm me.

He turned the sea into dry land; they passed through the river on foot. Let us rejoice in him there!

When the Lord heard this, he was furious. A fire broke out against Jacob, and his anger flared up against Israel,

As they pass through the Baca Valley, he provides a spring for them. The rain even covers it with pools of water.

Yes, in your eyes a thousand years are like yesterday that quickly passes, or like one of the divisions of the nighttime.

but when the hot wind blows by, it disappears, and one can no longer even spot the place where it once grew.

Those who pass by will not say, “May you experience the Lord’s blessing! We pronounce a blessing on you in the name of the Lord.”

I will remember and weep! For I was once walking along with the great throng to the temple of God, shouting and giving thanks along with the crowd as we celebrated the holy festival.

For the music director; according to the al-tashcheth style; a prayer of David, written when he fled from Saul into the cave. Have mercy on me, O God! Have mercy on me! For in you I have taken shelter. In the shadow of your wings I take shelter until trouble passes.