1Jehovah, Thou hast searched me, and knowest.2Thou -- Thou hast known my sitting down, And my rising up, Thou hast attended to my thoughts from afar.3My path and my couch Thou hast fanned, And with all my ways hast been acquainted.4For there is not a word in my tongue, Lo, O Jehovah, Thou hast known it all!5Behind and before Thou hast besieged me, And Thou dost place on me Thy hand.6Knowledge too wonderful for me, It hath been set on high, I am not able for it.7Whither do I go from Thy Spirit? And whither from Thy face do I flee?8If I ascend the heavens -- there Thou art, And spread out a couch in Sheol, lo, Thee!9I take the wings of morning, I dwell in the uttermost part of the sea,10Also there Thy hand doth lead me, And Thy right hand doth hold me.11And I say, `Surely darkness bruiseth me, Then night is light to me.12Also darkness hideth not from Thee, And night as day shineth, as is darkness so is light.13For Thou -- Thou hast possessed my reins, Thou dost cover me in my mother's belly.14I confess Thee, because that with wonders I have been distinguished. Wonderful are Thy works, And my soul is knowing it well.15My substance was not hid from Thee, When I was made in secret, Curiously wrought in the lower part of earth.16Mine unformed substance Thine eyes saw, And on Thy book all of them are written, The days they were formed -- And not one among them.17And to me how precious have been Thy thoughts, O God, how great hath been their sum!18I recount them! than the sand they are more, I have waked, and I am still with Thee.19Dost Thou slay, O God, the wicked? Then, men of blood, turn aside from me!20Who exchange Thee for wickedness, Lifted up to vanity are Thine enemies.21Do not I hate, Jehovah, those hating Thee? And with Thy withstanders grieve myself?22With perfect hatred I have hated them, Enemies they have become to me.23Search me, O God, and know my heart, Try me, and know my thoughts,24And see if a grievous way be in me, And lead me in a way age-during!

To the Overseer. -- A Psalm of David.1Deliver me, O Jehovah, from an evil man, From one of violence Thou keepest me.2Who have devised evils in the heart, All the day they assemble for wars.3They sharpened their tongue as a serpent, Poison of an adder is under their lips. Selah.4Preserve me, Jehovah, from the hands of the wicked, From one of violence Thou keepest me, Who have devised to overthrow my steps.5The proud hid a snare for me -- and cords, They spread a net by the side of the path, Snares they have set for me. Selah.6I have said to Jehovah, `My God art Thou, Hear, Jehovah, the voice of my supplications.'7O Jehovah, my Lord, strength of my salvation, Thou hast covered my head in the day of armour.8Grant not, O Jehovah, the desires of the wicked, His wicked device bring not forth, They are high. Selah.9The chief of my surrounders, The perverseness of their lips covereth them.10They cause to fall on themselves burning coals, Into fire He doth cast them, Into deep pits -- they arise not.11A talkative man is not established in the earth, One of violence -- evil hunteth to overflowing.12I have known that Jehovah doth execute The judgment of the afflicted, The judgment of the needy.13Only -- the righteous give thanks to Thy name, The upright do dwell with Thy presence!

A Psalm, by David.1O Jehovah, I have called Thee, haste to me, Give ear to my voice when I call to Thee.2My prayer is prepared -- incense before Thee, The lifting up of my hands -- the evening present.3Set, O Jehovah, a watch for my mouth, Watch Thou over the door of my lips.4Incline not my heart to an evil thing, To do habitually actions in wickedness, With men working iniquity, Yea, I eat not of their pleasant things.5The righteous doth beat me in kindness. And doth reprove me, Oil of the head my head disalloweth not, For still my prayer is about their vexations.6Their judges have been released by the sides of a rock, And they have heard my sayings, For they have been pleasant.7As one tilling and ripping up in the land, Have our bones been scattered at the command of Saul.8But to Thee, O Jehovah, my Lord, are mine eyes, In Thee I have trusted, Make not bare my soul.9Keep me from the gin they laid for me, Even snares of workers of iniquity.10The wicked fall in their nets together, till I pass over!