<p class="poetry">For<n id="1" /> they do not speak the truth;<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">their stomachs are like the place of destruction,<n id="3" />p> <p class="poetry">their throats like an open grave,<n id="4" />p> <p class="poetry">their tongues like a steep slope leading into it.<n id="5" />p>

<t /><p class="psasuper">For the music director; by the Korahites, a well-written song.<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">O God, we have clearly heard;<n id="3" />p> <p class="poetry">our ancestors<n id="4" /> have told usp> <p class="poetry">what you did<n id="5" /> in their days,p> <p class="poetry">in ancient times.<n id="6" />p>

<p class="poetry">Look, as the eyes of servants look to the hand of their master,p> <p class="poetry">as the eyes of a female servant look to the hand of her mistress,<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">so my eyes will look to the <sc>Lordsc>, our God, until he shows us favor.p>

<t /><p class="psasuper">For the music director; a psalm of David, written when Nathan the prophet confronted him after David&#8217;s affair with Bathsheba.<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">Have mercy on me, O God, because of<n id="3" /> your loyal love!p> <p class="poetry">Because of<n id="4" /> your great compassion, wipe away my rebellious acts!<n id="5" />p>

<t /><p class="psasuper">For the music director; a well-written song<n id="2" /> by David. It was written when Doeg the Edomite went and informed Saul: &#8220;David has arrived at the home of Ahimelech.&#8221;<n id="3" />p> <p class="poetry">Why do you boast about your evil plans,<n id="4" /> O powerful man?p> <p class="poetry">God&#8217;s loyal love protects me all day long!<n id="5" />p>

<t /><p class="psasuper">For the music director; according to the <i>yonath-elem-rechovimi> style;<n id="2" /> a prayer<n id="3" /> of David, written when the Philistines captured him in Gath.<n id="4" />p> <p class="poetry">Have mercy on me, O God, for men are attacking me!<n id="5" />p> <p class="poetry">All day long hostile enemies<n id="6" /> are tormenting me.<n id="7" />p>

<t /><p class="psasuper">For the music director, to be accompanied by stringed instruments; a well-written song<n id="2" /> by David. It was written when the Ziphites came and informed Saul: &#8220;David is hiding with us.&#8221;<n id="3" />p> <p class="poetry">O God, deliver me by your name!<n id="4" />p> <p class="poetry">Vindicate me<n id="5" /> by your power!p>

<p class="poetry">For my life nears its end in pain;p> <p class="poetry">my years draw to a close as I groan.<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">My strength fails me because of<n id="2" /> my sin,p> <p class="poetry">and my bones become brittle.<n id="3" />p>

<p class="poetry">Then I will go<n id="1" /> to the altar of God,p> <p class="poetry">to the God who gives me ecstatic joy,<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">so that I express my thanks to you,<n id="3" /> O God, my God, with a harp.p>

<p class="poetry">It is lofty and pleasing to look at,<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">a source of joy to the whole earth.<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">Mount Zion resembles the peaks of Zaphon;<n id="3" />p> <p class="poetry">it is the city of the great king.p>

<p class="poetry">Yet<n id="1" /> God will make you a permanent heap of ruins.<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">He will scoop you up<n id="3" /> and remove you from your home;<n id="4" />p> <p class="poetry">he will uproot you from the land of the living. (Selah)p>

<p class="poetry">It is like the dew of Hermon,<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">which flows down upon the hills of Zion.<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">Indeed<n id="3" /> that is where the <sc>Lordsc> has decreedp> <p class="poetry">a blessing will be available &#8211; eternal life.<n id="4" />p>

<p class="poetry">But you, O God, will bring them<n id="1" /> down to the deep Pit.<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">Violent and deceitful people<n id="3" /> will not live even half a normal lifespan.<n id="4" />p> <p class="poetry">But as for me, I trust in you.p>

<t /><p class="psasuper">For the music director; according to the <i>al-tashchethi> style;<n id="2" /> a prayer<n id="3" /> of David, written when he fled from Saul into the cave.<n id="4" />p> <p class="poetry">Have mercy on me, O God! Have mercy on me!p> <p class="poetry">For in you I have taken shelter.<n id="5" />p> <p class="poetry">In the shadow of your wings<n id="6" /> I take shelterp> <p class="poetry">until trouble passes.p>

<t /><p class="psasuper">For the music director; according to the <i>al-tashchethi> style;<n id="2" /> a prayer<n id="3" /> of David, written when Saul sent men to surround his house and murder him.<n id="4" />p> <p class="poetry">Deliver me from my enemies, my God!p> <p class="poetry">Protect me<n id="5" /> from those who attack me!<n id="6" />p>

<t /><p class="psasuper">For the music director; according to the <i>shushan-eduthi> style;<n id="2" /> a prayer<n id="3" /> of David written to instruct others.<n id="4" /> It was written when he fought against Aram Naharaim and Aram-Zobah. That was when Joab turned back and struck down<n id="5" /> 12,000 Edomites<n id="6" /> in the Valley of Salt.<n id="7" />p> <p class="poetry">O God, you have rejected us.<n id="8" />p> <p class="poetry">You suddenly turned on us in your anger.<n id="9" />p> <p class="poetry">Please restore us!<n id="10" />p>

<p class="poetry">Sound your battle cry<n id="1" /> against the wild beast of the reeds,<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">and the nations that assemble like a herd of calves led by bulls!<n id="3" />p> <p class="poetry">They humble themselves<n id="4" /> and offer gold and silver as tribute.<n id="5" />p> <p class="poetry">God<n id="6" /> scatters<n id="7" /> the nations that like to do battle.p>

<p class="poetry">You made us<n id="1" /> an object of ridicule<n id="2" /> among the nations;p> <p class="poetry">foreigners treat us with contempt.<n id="3" />p>

<p class="poetry">Consequently<n id="1" /> the <sc>Lordsc> provides safety for the oppressed;<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">he provides safety in times of trouble.<n id="3" />p>

<p class="poetry">God has ascended his throne<n id="1" /> amid loud shouts;<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">the <sc>Lordsc> has ascended his throne amid the blaring of ram&#8217;s horns.<n id="3" />p>