1 Unto thee will I cry, O Lord my rock; be not silent to me: lest, if thou be silent to me, I become like them that go down into the pit. 2 I

2 Hear the voice of my supplications, when I cry unto thee, when I lift up my hands toward thy holy oracle. 12 I

3 Draw me not away with the wicked, and with the workers of iniquity, which speak peace to their neighbours, but mischief is in their hearts.

4 Give them according to their deeds, and according to the wickedness of their endeavours: give them after the work of their hands; render to them their desert.

5 Because they regard not the works of the Lord, nor the operation of his hands, he shall destroy them, and not build them up.

6 Blessed be the Lord, because he hath heard the voice of my supplications. 21 I

7 The Lord is my strength and my shield; my heart trusted in him, and I am helped: therefore my heart greatly rejoiceth; and with my song will I praise him. 9 I

8 The Lord is their strength, and he is the saving strength of his anointed. 10 I

9 Save thy people, and bless thine inheritance: feed them also, and lift them up for ever. 16 I

1 Give unto the Lord, O ye mighty, give unto the Lord glory and strength. 20 I

2 Give unto the Lord the glory due unto his name; worship the Lord in the beauty of holiness. 15 I

3 The voice of the Lord is upon the waters: the God of glory thundereth: the Lord is upon many waters. 8 I

4 The voice of the Lord is powerful; the voice of the Lord is full of majesty. 8 I

5 The voice of the Lord breaketh the cedars; yea, the Lord breaketh the cedars of Lebanon.

6 He maketh them also to skip like a calf; Lebanon and Sirion like a young unicorn.

7 The voice of the Lord divideth the flames of fire.

8 The voice of the Lord shaketh the wilderness; the Lord shaketh the wilderness of Kadesh.

9 The voice of the Lord maketh the hinds to calve, and discovereth the forests: and in his temple doth every one speak of his glory.

10 The Lord sitteth upon the flood; yea, the Lord sitteth King for ever. 4 I

11 The Lord will give strength unto his people; the Lord will bless his people with peace. 16 I

1 I will extol thee, O Lord; for thou hast lifted me up, and hast not made my foes to rejoice over me. 4 I

2 O Lord my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me. 2 I

3 O Lord, thou hast brought up my soul from the grave: thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit. 2 I

4 Sing unto the Lord, O ye saints of his, and give thanks at the remembrance of his holiness. 18 I

5 For his anger endureth but a moment; in his favour is life: weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning. 19 I

6 And in my prosperity I said, I shall never be moved.

7 Lord, by thy favour thou hast made my mountain to stand strong: thou didst hide thy face, and I was troubled.

8 I cried to thee, O Lord; and unto the Lord I made supplication.

9 What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth? 4 I

10 Hear, O Lord, and have mercy upon me: Lord, be thou my helper. 14 I

11 Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing: thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness; 20 I

12 To the end that my glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O Lord my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever. 12 I