God is in its fortresses; he reveals himself as its defender.

How desolate they become in a mere moment! Terrifying judgments make their demise complete!

When the sun rises, they withdraw and sleep in their dens.

You are my hiding place and my shield. I find hope in your word.

He piles up the water of the sea; he puts the oceans in storehouses.

A psalm of David, written to get God’s attention. O Lord, do not continue to rebuke me in your anger! Do not continue to punish me in your raging fury!

By David. O Lord, I come before you in prayer.

They mixed in with the nations and learned their ways.

How great is your favor, which you store up for your loyal followers! In plain sight of everyone you bestow it on those who take shelter in you.

“What profit is there in taking my life, in my descending into the Pit? Can the dust of the grave praise you? Can it declare your loyalty?

No! You plan how to do what is unjust; you deal out violence in the earth.

Yet they continued to sin against him, and rebelled against the sovereign One in the desert.

They are sustained as they travel along; each one appears before God in Zion.

The depths of the earth are in his hand, and the mountain peaks belong to him.

You godly ones, rejoice in the Lord! Give thanks to his holy name.

So he made a solemn vow that he would make them die in the desert,

Sons born during one’s youth are like arrows in a warrior’s hand.

Arrogant people cannot stand in your presence; you hate all who behave wickedly.

In my self-confidence I said, “I will never be upended.”

But you, O Lord, laugh in disgust at them; you taunt all the nations.