He does not allow the wicked to live, but he gives justice to the poor.

A psalm of David. The Lord is my shepherd, I lack nothing.

The law of their God controls their thinking; their feet do not slip.

I do not need to take a bull from your household or goats from your sheepfolds.

They were not yet filled up, their food was still in their mouths,

Fire consumed their young men, and their virgins remained unmarried.

Their priests fell by the sword, but their widows did not weep.

But you remain; your years do not come to an end.

He does not always accuse, and does not stay angry.

They quickly forgot what he had done; they did not wait for his instructions.

They rejected the fruitful land; they did not believe his promise.

They grumbled in their tents; they did not obey the Lord.

He blessed them so that they became very numerous. He would not allow their cattle to decrease in number.

The Lord severely punished me, but he did not hand me over to death.

who, moreover, do no wrong, but follow in his footsteps.

I find delight in your statutes; I do not forget your instructions.

The ropes of the wicked tighten around me, but I do not forget your law.

I do not turn aside from your regulations, for you teach me.

My life is in continual danger, but I do not forget your law.

I am insignificant and despised, yet I do not forget your precepts.