For the music director; by David. Fools say to themselves, “There is no God.” They sin and commit evil deeds; none of them does what is right.

For the music director; according to the machalath style; a well-written song by David. Fools say to themselves, “There is no God.” They sin and commit evil deeds; none of them does what is right.

He sees there is no advocate; he is shocked that no one intervenes. So he takes matters into his own hands; his desire for justice drives him on.

There is still medicinal ointment available in Gilead! There is still a physician there! Why then have my dear people not been restored to health?

and if he has no daughter, then you are to give his inheritance to his brothers;

There is no one like God, O Jeshurun, who rides through the sky to help you, on the clouds in majesty.

He does great and unsearchable things, marvelous things without number;

Is not my power to help myself nothing, and has not every resource been driven from me?

“Nothing is left for him to devour; that is why his prosperity does not last.

If not, you listen to me; be silent, and I will teach you wisdom.”

There is no darkness, and no deep darkness, where evildoers can hide themselves.

The likes of it is not on earth, a creature without fear.

There is no actual speech or word, nor is its voice literally heard.

They say, “God has abandoned him. Run and seize him, for there is no one who will rescue him!”

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

The Lord is great and certainly worthy of praise! No one can fathom his greatness!

Our Lord is great and has awesome power; there is no limit to his wisdom.

For my husband is not at home; he has gone on a journey of some distance.

All the words of my mouth are righteous; there is nothing in them twisted or crooked.

There is no wisdom and there is no understanding, and there is no counsel against the Lord.