I claim your rules as my permanent possession, for they give me joy.

Your instructions are a doorway through which light shines. They give insight to the untrained.

May my tongue sing about your instructions, for all your commands are just.

You open your hand, and fill every living thing with the food they desire.

They bind their kings in chains, and their nobles in iron shackles,

Pay them back for their evil deeds! Pay them back for what they do! Punish them!

But evil men will die; the Lord’s enemies will be incinerated – they will go up in smoke.

Remember your people whom you acquired in ancient times, whom you rescued so they could be your very own nation, as well as Mount Zion, where you dwell!

Yes, the wicked man boasts because he gets what he wants; the one who robs others curses and rejects the Lord.

Some trust in chariots and others in horses, but we depend on the Lord our God.

Listen to me! Quickly deliver me! Be my protector and refuge, a stronghold where I can be safe!

I will pray to God, my high ridge: “Why do you ignore me? Why must I walk around mourning because my enemies oppress me?”

Princesses are among your honored guests, your bride stands at your right hand, wearing jewelry made with gold from Ophir.

God has countless chariots; they number in the thousands. The Lord comes from Sinai in holy splendor.

His raging anger lashed out against them, He sent fury, rage, and trouble as messengers who bring disaster.

O Lord God, invincible warrior! How long will you remain angry at your people while they pray to you?

“I would feed Israel the best wheat, and would satisfy your appetite with honey from the rocky cliffs.”

May the Lord repay my accusers in this way, those who say evil things about me!

I am a friend to all your loyal followers, and to those who keep your precepts.

Even when I must walk through the darkest valley, I fear no danger, for you are with me; your rod and your staff reassure me.