1As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God.2My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God?3My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?4When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday.5Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance.6O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar.7Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.8Yet the LORD will command his lovingkindness in the daytime, and in the night his song shall be with me, and my prayer unto the God of my life.9I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?10As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is thy God?11Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.
1My heart is inditing a good matter: I speak of the things which I have made touching the king: my tongue is the pen of a ready writer.2Thou art fairer than the children of men: grace is poured into thy lips: therefore God hath blessed thee for ever.3Gird thy sword upon thy thigh, O most mighty, with thy glory and thy majesty.4And in thy majesty ride prosperously because of truth and meekness and righteousness; and thy right hand shall teach thee terrible things.5Thine arrows are sharp in the heart of the king's enemies; whereby the people fall under thee.6Thy throne, O God, is for ever and ever: the sceptre of thy kingdom is a right sceptre.7Thou lovest righteousness, and hatest wickedness: therefore God, thy God, hath anointed thee with the oil of gladness above thy fellows.8All thy garments smell of myrrh, and aloes, and cassia, out of the ivory palaces, whereby they have made thee glad.9Kings' daughters were among thy honourable women: upon thy right hand did stand the queen in gold of Ophir.10Hearken, O daughter, and consider, and incline thine ear; forget also thine own people, and thy father's house;11So shall the king greatly desire thy beauty: for he is thy Lord; and worship thou him.12And the daughter of Tyre shall be there with a gift; even the rich among the people shall intreat thy favour.13The king's daughter is all glorious within: her clothing is of wrought gold.14She shall be brought unto the king in raiment of needlework: the virgins her companions that follow her shall be brought unto thee.15With gladness and rejoicing shall they be brought: they shall enter into the king's palace.16Instead of thy fathers shall be thy children, whom thou mayest make princes in all the earth.17I will make thy name to be remembered in all generations: therefore shall the people praise thee for ever and ever.
To the chief Musician for the sons of Korah, A Song upon Alamoth.1God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble.2Therefore will not we fear, though the earth be removed, and though the mountains be carried into the midst of the sea;3Though the waters thereof roar and be troubled, though the mountains shake with the swelling thereof. Selah.4There is a river, the streams whereof shall make glad the city of God, the holy place of the tabernacles of the most High.5God is in the midst of her; she shall not be moved: God shall help her, and that right early.6The heathen raged, the kingdoms were moved: he uttered his voice, the earth melted.7The LORD of hosts is with us; the God of Jacob is our refuge. Selah.8Come, behold the works of the LORD, what desolations he hath made in the earth.9He maketh wars to cease unto the end of the earth; he breaketh the bow, and cutteth the spear in sunder; he burneth the chariot in the fire.10Be still, and know that I am God: I will be exalted among the heathen, I will be exalted in the earth.11The LORD of hosts is with us; the God of Jacob is our refuge. Selah.
To the chief Musician, A Psalm for the sons of Korah.1O clap your hands, all ye people; shout unto God with the voice of triumph.2For the LORD most high is terrible; he is a great King over all the earth.3He shall subdue the people under us, and the nations under our feet.4He shall choose our inheritance for us, the excellency of Jacob whom he loved. Selah.5God is gone up with a shout, the LORD with the sound of a trumpet.6Sing praises to God, sing praises: sing praises unto our King, sing praises.7For God is the King of all the earth: sing ye praises with understanding.8God reigneth over the heathen: God sitteth upon the throne of his holiness.9The princes of the people are gathered together, even the people of the God of Abraham: for the shields of the earth belong unto God: he is greatly exalted.
A Song and Psalm for the sons of Korah.1Great is the LORD, and greatly to be praised in the city of our God, in the mountain of his holiness.2Beautiful for situation, the joy of the whole earth, is mount Zion, on the sides of the north, the city of the great King.3God is known in her palaces for a refuge.4For, lo, the kings were assembled, they passed by together.5They saw it, and so they marvelled; they were troubled, and hasted away.6Fear took hold upon them there, and pain, as of a woman in travail.7Thou breakest the ships of Tarshish with an east wind.8As we have heard, so have we seen in the city of the LORD of hosts, in the city of our God: God will establish it for ever. Selah.9We have thought of thy lovingkindness, O God, in the midst of thy temple.10According to thy name, O God, so is thy praise unto the ends of the earth: thy right hand is full of righteousness.11Let mount Zion rejoice, let the daughters of Judah be glad, because of thy judgments.12Walk about Zion, and go round about her: tell the towers thereof.13Mark ye well her bulwarks, consider her palaces; that ye may tell it to the generation following.14For this God is our God for ever and ever: he will be our guide even unto death.
1His foundation is in the holy mountains.2The LORD loveth the gates of Zion more than all the dwellings of Jacob.3Glorious things are spoken of thee, O city of God. Selah.4I will make mention of Rahab and Babylon to them that know me: behold Philistia, and Tyre, with Ethiopia; this man was born there.5And of Zion it shall be said, This and that man was born in her: and the highest himself shall establish her.6The LORD shall count, when he writeth up the people, that this man was born there. Selah.7As well the singers as the players on instruments shall be there: all my springs are in thee.
A Song or Psalm for the sons of Korah, to the chief Musician upon Mahalath Leannoth, Maschil of Heman the Ezrahite.1O LORD God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before thee:2Let my prayer come before thee: incline thine ear unto my cry;3For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh unto the grave.4I am counted with them that go down into the pit: I am as a man that hath no strength:5Free among the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave, whom thou rememberest no more: and they are cut off from thy hand.6Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit, in darkness, in the deeps.7Thy wrath lieth hard upon me, and thou hast afflicted me with all thy waves. Selah.8Thou hast put away mine acquaintance far from me; thou hast made me an abomination unto them: I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.9Mine eye mourneth by reason of affliction: LORD, I have called daily upon thee, I have stretched out my hands unto thee.10Wilt thou shew wonders to the dead? shall the dead arise and praise thee? Selah.11Shall thy lovingkindness be declared in the grave? or thy faithfulness in destruction?12Shall thy wonders be known in the dark? and thy righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?13But unto thee have I cried, O LORD; and in the morning shall my prayer prevent thee.14LORD, why castest thou off my soul? why hidest thou thy face from me?15I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: while I suffer thy terrors I am distracted.16Thy fierce wrath goeth over me; thy terrors have cut me off.17They came round about me daily like water; they compassed me about together.18Lover and friend hast thou put far from me, and mine acquaintance into darkness.