For the music director; by David; written to get God’s attention. O God, please be willing to rescue me! O Lord, hurry and help me!

All day long my tongue will also tell about your justice, for those who want to harm me will be embarrassed and ashamed.

As for those who are bent on traveling a sinful path, may the Lord remove them, along with those who behave wickedly! May Israel experience peace!

How blessed is the man who fills his quiver with them! They will not be put to shame when they confront enemies at the city gate.

A well-written song by David, when he was in the cave; a prayer. To the Lord I cry out; to the Lord I plead for mercy.

Our cattle will be weighted down with produce. No one will break through our walls, no one will be taken captive, and there will be no terrified cries in our city squares.

O Lord, my God, you have accomplished many things; you have done amazing things and carried out your purposes for us. No one can thwart you! I want to declare them and talk about them, but they are too numerous to recount!

They are absolutely terrified, even by things that do not normally cause fear. For God annihilates those who attack you. You are able to humiliate them because God has rejected them.

For the music director, to be accompanied by stringed instruments; a well-written song by David. It was written when the Ziphites came and informed Saul: “David is hiding with us.” O God, deliver me by your name! Vindicate me by your power!

I grind them as fine windblown dust; I beat them underfoot like clay in the streets.

But I am a worm, not a man; people insult me and despise me.

Into your hand I entrust my life; you will rescue me, O Lord, the faithful God.

I am forgotten, like a dead man no one thinks about; I am regarded as worthless, like a broken jar.

No king is delivered by his vast army; a warrior is not saved by his great might.

Even young lions sometimes lack food and are hungry, but those who seek the Lord lack no good thing.

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

By David. O Lord, fight those who fight with me! Attack those who attack me!

Your justice is like the highest mountains, your fairness like the deepest sea; you preserve mankind and the animal kingdom.

I can see the evildoers! They have fallen! They have been knocked down and are unable to get up!

He will vindicate you in broad daylight, and publicly defend your just cause.