Psalm 4:7–Psalm 9

⁷Thou hast put more joy in my heart

than they have when their grain and wine abound.

⁸In peace I will both lie down and sleep;

for thou alone, O Lord, makest me dwell in safety.

PSALM 5

To the choirmaster: for the flutes. A Psalm of David.

¹Give ear to my words, O Lord;

give heed to my groaning.

²Hearken to the sound of my cry,

my King and my God,

for to thee do I pray.

³O Lord, in the morning thou dost hear my voice;

in the morning I prepare a sacrifice for thee, and watch.

⁴For thou art not a God who delights in wickedness;

evil may not sojourn with thee.

⁵The boastful may not stand before thy eyes;

thou hatest all evildoers.

⁶Thou destroyest those who speak lies;

the Lord abhors bloodthirsty and deceitful men.

⁷But I through the abundance of thy steadfast love

will enter thy house,

I will worship toward thy holy temple

in the fear of thee.

⁸Lead me, O Lord, in thy righteousness

because of my enemies;

make thy way straight before me.

⁹For there is no truth in their mouth;

their heart is destruction,

their throat is an open sepulchre,

they flatter with their tongue.

¹⁰Make them bear their guilt, O God;

let them fall by their own counsels;

because of their many transgressions cast them out,

for they have rebelled against thee.

¹¹But let all who take refuge in thee rejoice,

let them ever sing for joy;

and do thou defend them,

that those who love thy name may exult in thee.

¹²For thou dost bless the righteous, O Lord;

thou dost cover him with favor as with a shield.

PSALM 6

To the choirmaster: with stringed instruments; according to The Sheminith. A Psalm of David.

¹O Lord, rebuke me not in thy anger,

nor chasten me in thy wrath.

²Be gracious to me, O Lord, for I am languishing;

O Lord, heal me, for my bones are troubled.

³My soul also is sorely troubled.

But thou, O Lord—how long?

⁴Turn, O Lord, save my life;

deliver me for the sake of thy steadfast love.

⁵For in death there is no remembrance of thee;

in Sheol who can give thee praise?

⁶I am weary with my moaning;

every night I flood my bed with tears;

I drench my couch with my weeping.

⁷My eye wastes away because of grief,

it grows weak because of all my foes.

⁸Depart from me, all you workers of evil;

for the Lord has heard the sound of my weeping.

⁹The Lord has heard my supplication;

the Lord accepts my prayer.

¹⁰All my enemies shall be ashamed and sorely troubled;

they shall turn back, and be put to shame in a moment.

PSALM 7

A Shiggaion of David, which he sang to the Lord concerning Cush a Benjaminite.

¹O Lord my God, in thee do I take refuge;

save me from all my pursuers, and deliver me,

²lest like a lion they rend me,

dragging me away, with none to rescue.

³O Lord my God, if I have done this,

if there is wrong in my hands,

⁴if I have requited my friend with evil

or plundered my enemy without cause,

⁵let the enemy pursue me and overtake me,

and let him trample my life to the ground,

and lay my soul in the dust. Selah

⁶Arise, O Lord, in thy anger,

lift thyself up against the fury of my enemies;

awake, O my God;^b thou hast appointed a judgment.

⁷Let the assembly of the peoples be gathered about thee;

and over it take thy seat^c on high.

⁸The Lord judges the peoples;

judge me, O Lord, according to my righteousness

and according to the integrity that is in me.

⁹O let the evil of the wicked come to an end,

but establish thou the righteous,

thou who triest the minds and hearts,

thou righteous God.

¹⁰My shield is with God,

who saves the upright in heart.

¹¹God is a righteous judge,

and a God who has indignation every day.

¹²If a man does not repent, God will whet his sword;

he has bent and strung his bow;

¹³he has prepared his deadly weapons,

making his arrows fiery shafts.

¹⁴Behold, the wicked man conceives evil,

and is pregnant with mischief,

and brings forth lies.

¹⁵He makes a pit, digging it out,

and falls into the hole which he has made.

¹⁶His mischief returns upon his own head,

and on his own pate his violence descends.

¹⁷I will give to the Lord the thanks due to his righteousness,

and I will sing praise to the name of the Lord, the Most High.

PSALM 8

To the choirmaster: according to The Gittith. A Psalm of David.

¹O Lord, our Lord,

how majestic is thy name in all the earth!

Thou whose glory above the heavens is chanted

²by the mouth of babes and infants,

thou hast founded a bulwark because of thy foes,

to still the enemy and the avenger.

³When I look at thy heavens, the work of thy fingers,

the moon and the stars which thou hast established;

⁴what is man that thou art mindful of him,

and the son of man that thou dost care for him?

⁵Yet thou hast made him little less than God,

and dost crown him with glory and honor.

⁶Thou hast given him dominion over the works of thy hands;

thou hast put all things under his feet,

⁷all sheep and oxen,

and also the beasts of the field,

⁸the birds of the air, and the fish of the sea,

whatever passes along the paths of the sea.

⁹O Lord, our Lord,

how majestic is thy name in all the earth!

PSALM 9

To the choirmaster: according to Muth-labben. A Psalm of David.

¹I will give thanks to the Lord with my whole heart;

I will tell of all thy wonderful deeds.

²I will be glad and exult in thee,

I will sing praise to thy name, O Most High.

³When my enemies turned back,

they stumbled and perished before thee.

⁴For thou hast maintained my just cause;

thou hast sat on the throne giving righteous judgment.

⁵Thou hast rebuked the nations, thou hast destroyed the wicked;

thou hast blotted out their name for ever and ever.

⁶The enemy have vanished in everlasting ruins;

their cities thou hast rooted out;

the very memory of them has perished.

⁷But the Lord sits enthroned for ever,

he has established his throne for judgment;

⁸and he judges the world with righteousness,

he judges the peoples with equity.

⁹The Lord is a stronghold for the oppressed,

a stronghold in times of trouble.

¹⁰And those who know thy name put their trust in thee,

for thou, O Lord, hast not forsaken those who seek thee.

¹¹Sing praises to the Lord, who dwells in Zion!

Tell among the peoples his deeds!

¹²For he who avenges blood is mindful of them;

he does not forget the cry of the afflicted.

¹³Be gracious to me, O Lord!

Behold what I suffer from those who hate me,

O thou who liftest me up from the gates of death,

¹⁴that I may recount all thy praises,

that in the gates of the daughter of Zion

I may rejoice in thy deliverance.

¹⁵The nations have sunk in the pit which they made;

in the net which they hid has their own foot been caught.

¹⁶The Lord has made himself known, he has executed judgment;

the wicked are snared in the work of their own hands. Higgaion. Selah

¹⁷The wicked shall depart to Sheol,

all the nations that forget God.

¹⁸For the needy shall not always be forgotten,

and the hope of the poor shall not perish for ever.

¹⁹Arise, O Lord! Let not man prevail;

let the nations be judged before thee!

²⁰Put them in fear, O Lord!

Let the nations know that they are but men! Selah