1
In my distress I cried unto the Lord, and he heard me.
8 I
2
Deliver my soul, O Lord, from lying lips, and from a deceitful tongue.
2 I
3
What shall be given unto thee? or what shall be done unto thee, thou false tongue?
4
Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper.
5
Woe is me, that I sojourn in Mesech, that I dwell in the tents of Kedar!
6
My soul hath long dwelt with him that hateth peace.
7
I am for peace: but when I speak, they are for war.
1
I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help.
34 I
2
My help cometh from the Lord, which made heaven and earth.
48 I
3
He will not suffer thy foot to be moved: he that keepeth thee will not slumber.
24 I
4
Behold, he that keepeth Israel shall neither slumber nor sleep.
15 I
5
The Lord is thy keeper: the Lord is thy shade upon thy right hand.
39 I
6
The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night.
13 I
7
The Lord shall preserve thee from all evil: he shall preserve thy soul.
38 I
8
The Lord shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth, and even for evermore.
34 I
1
I was glad when they said unto me, Let us go into the house of the Lord.
5 I
2
Our feet shall stand within thy gates, O Jerusalem.
10 I
3
Jerusalem is builded as a city that is compact together:
4
Whither the tribes go up, the tribes of the Lord, unto the testimony of Israel, to give thanks unto the name of the Lord.
5
For there are set thrones of judgment, the thrones of the house of David.
6
Pray for the peace of Jerusalem: they shall prosper that love thee.
7
Peace be within thy walls, and prosperity within thy palaces.
14 I
8
For my brethren and companions’ sakes, I will now say, Peace be within thee.
9
Because of the house of the Lord our God I will seek thy good.
2 I
1
Unto thee lift I up mine eyes, O thou that dwellest in the heavens.
11 I
2
Behold, as the eyes of servants look unto the hand of their masters, and as the eyes of a maiden unto the hand of her mistress; so our eyes wait upon the Lord our God, until that he have mercy upon us.
3
Have mercy upon us, O Lord, have mercy upon us: for we are exceedingly filled with contempt.
10 I
4
Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scorning of those that are at ease, and with the contempt of the proud.