God

Lord, all my desire is before thee; And my groaning is not hid from thee.

For in thee, O Jehovah, do I hope: Thou wilt answer, O Lord my God.

Forsake me not, O Jehovah: O my God, be not far from me.

Make haste to help me, O Lord, my salvation.

Jehovah, make me to know mine end, And the measure of my days, what it is; Let me know how frail I am.

Behold, thou hast made my daysas handbreadths; And my life-time is as nothing before thee: Surely every man at his best estate is altogether vanity. [Selah

And now, Lord, what wait I for? My hope is in thee.

I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; Because thou didst it.

Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thy hand.

When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity, Thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth: Surely every man is vanity. [Selah

Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, and give ear unto my cry; Hold not thy peace at my tears: For I am a stranger with thee, A sojourner, as all my fathers were.

I waited patiently for Jehovah; And he inclined unto me, and heard my cry.

And he hath put a new song in my mouth, even praise unto our God: Many shall see it, and fear, And shall trust in Jehovah.

Blessed is the man that maketh Jehovah his trust, And respecteth not the proud, nor such as turn aside to lies.

Many, O Jehovah my God, are the wonderful works which thou hast done, And thy thoughts which are to us-ward: They cannot be set in order unto thee; If I would declare and speak of them, They are more than can be numbered.

Sacrifice and offering thou hast no delight in; Mine ears hast thou opened: Burnt-offering and sin-offering hast thou not required.

I delight to do thy will, O my God; Yea, thy law is within my heart.

I have proclaimed glad tidings of righteousness in the great assembly; Lo, I will not refrain my lips, O Jehovah, thou knowest.

I have not hid thy righteousness within my heart; I have declared thy faithfulness and thy salvation; I have not concealed thy lovingkindness and thy truth from the great assembly.

Withhold not thou thy tender mercies from me, O Jehovah; Let thy lovingkindness and thy truth continually preserve me.

Be pleased, O Jehovah, to deliver me: Make haste to help me, O Jehovah.

Let all those that seek thee rejoice and be glad in thee: Let such as love thy salvation say continually, Jehovah be magnified.

But I am poor and needy; Yetthe Lord thinketh upon me: Thou art my help and my deliverer; Make no tarrying, O my God.

Blessed is he that considereth the poor: Jehovah will deliver him in the day of evil.

Jehovah will preserve him, and keep him alive, And he shall be blessed upon the earth; And deliver not thou him unto the will of his enemies.