Psalm 13–14

PSALM 13

To the choirmaster. A Psalm of David.

¹How long, O Lord? Wilt thou forget me for ever?

How long wilt thou hide thy face from me?

²How long must I bear pain in my soul,

and have sorrow in my heart all the day?

How long shall my enemy be exalted over me?

³Consider and answer me, O Lord my God;

lighten my eyes, lest I sleep the sleep of death;

⁴lest my enemy say, “I have prevailed over him”;

lest my foes rejoice because I am shaken.

⁵But I have trusted in thy steadfast love;

my heart shall rejoice in thy salvation.

⁶I will sing to the Lord,

because he has dealt bountifully with me.

PSALM 14

To the choirmaster. Of David.

¹The fool says in his heart, “There is no God.”

They are corrupt, they do abominable deeds,

there is none that does good.

²The Lord looks down from heaven upon the children of men,

to see if there are any that act wisely,

that seek after God.

³They have all gone astray, they are all alike corrupt;

there is none that does good,

no, not one.

⁴Have they no knowledge, all the evildoers

who eat up my people as they eat bread,

and do not call upon the Lord?

⁵There they shall be in great terror,

for God is with the generation of the righteous.

⁶You would confound the plans of the poor,

but the Lord is his refuge.

⁷O that deliverance for Israel would come out of Zion!

When the Lord restores the fortunes of his people,

Jacob shall rejoice, Israel shall be glad.