For the Chief Musician. To the tune of “Mahalath.” A contemplation by David. The fool has said in his heart, “There is no God.”     They are corrupt, and have done abominable iniquity.     There is no one who does good. God looks down from heaven on the children of men,     to see if there are any who understood,     who seek after God. Every one of them has gone back.     They have become filthy together.     There is no one who does good, no, not one. Have the workers of iniquity no knowledge,     who eat up my people as they eat bread,     and don’t call on God? There they were in great fear, where no fear was,     for God has scattered the bones …

For the Chief Musician. A contemplation by David, when Doeg the Edomite came and told Saul, “David has come to Ahimelech’s house.” Why do you boast of mischief, mighty man?     God’s loving kindness endures continually. Your tongue plots destruction,     like a sharp razor, working deceitfully. You love evil more than good,     lying rather than speaking the truth. Selah. You love all devouring words,     you deceitful tongue. God will likewise destroy you forever.     He will take you up, and pluck you out of your tent,     and root you out of the land of the living. Selah. The righteous also will see it, and fear,     and laugh at him, saying, “Behold, this is the man who didn’t make God his strength,     but …

For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David, when Nathan the prophet came to him, after he had gone in to Bathsheba. Have mercy on me, God, according to your loving kindness.     According to the multitude of your tender mercies, blot out my transgressions. Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity.     Cleanse me from my sin. For I know my transgressions.     My sin is constantly before me. Against you, and you only, I have sinned,     and done that which is evil in your sight, so you may be proved right when you speak,     and justified when you judge. Behold, I was born in iniquity.     My mother conceived me in sin. Behold, you desire truth in the inward parts.     You teach me …

For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by the sons of Korah. Hear this, all you peoples.     Listen, all you inhabitants of the world,     both low and high,     rich and poor together. My mouth will speak words of wisdom.     My heart will utter understanding. I will incline my ear to a proverb.     I will solve my riddle on the harp. Why should I fear in the days of evil,     when iniquity at my heels surrounds me? Those who trust in their wealth,     and boast in the multitude of their riches—     none of them can by any means redeem his brother,     nor give God a ransom for him. For the redemption of their life is costly,     no payment is ever enough,     that …

A Song. A Psalm by the sons of Korah. Great is Yahweh, and greatly to be praised,     in the city of our God, in his holy mountain. Beautiful in elevation, the joy of the whole earth,     is Mount Zion, on the north sides,     the city of the great King. God has shown himself in her citadels as a refuge. For, behold, the kings assembled themselves,     they passed by together. They saw it, then they were amazed.     They were dismayed.     They hurried away. Trembling took hold of them there,     pain, as of a woman in travail. With the east wind, you break the ships of Tarshish. As we have heard, so we have seen,     in the city of Yahweh of Armies, …

For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by the sons of Korah. Oh clap your hands, all you nations.     Shout to God with the voice of triumph! For Yahweh Most High is awesome.     He is a great King over all the earth. He subdues nations under us,     and peoples under our feet. He chooses our inheritance for us,     the glory of Jacob whom he loved. Selah. God has gone up with a shout,     Yahweh with the sound of a trumpet. Sing praises to God! Sing praises!     Sing praises to our King! Sing praises! For God is the King of all the earth.     Sing praises with understanding. God reigns over the nations.     God sits on his holy throne. The princes of the …

For the Chief Musician. By the sons of Korah. According to Alamoth. God is our refuge and strength,     a very present help in trouble. Therefore we won’t be afraid, though the earth changes,     though the mountains are shaken into the heart of the seas;     though its waters roar and are troubled,     though the mountains tremble with their swelling. Selah. There is a river, the streams of which make the city of God glad,     the holy place of the tents of the Most High. God is within her. She shall not be moved.     God will help her at dawn. The nations raged. The kingdoms were moved.     He lifted his voice and the earth melted. Yahweh of Armies is with us.     The …

For the Chief Musician. By the sons of Korah. A contemplative psalm. We have heard with our ears, God;     our fathers have told us what work you did in their days,     in the days of old. You drove out the nations with your hand,     but you planted them. You afflicted the peoples,     but you spread them abroad. For they didn’t get the land in possession by their own sword,     neither did their own arm save them; but your right hand, your arm, and the light of your face,     because you were favorable to them. God, you are my King.     Command victories for Jacob! Through you, we will push down our adversaries.     Through your name, we will tread down those who …

For the Chief Musician. A contemplation by the sons of Korah. As the deer pants for the water brooks,     so my soul pants after you, God. My soul thirsts for God, for the living God.     When shall I come and appear before God? My tears have been my food day and night,     while they continually ask me, “Where is your God?” These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me,     how I used to go with the crowd, and led them to God’s house,     with the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping a holy day. Why are you in despair, my soul?     Why are you disturbed within me? Hope in God!     For I shall still praise …