Bible Verses About Psalms

Look to my right and see; no one attends to me. There is no refuge for me; no one cares for my soul.

I cry to You, O LORD: “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.”

Listen to my cry, for I am brought quite low. Rescue me from my pursuers, for they are too strong for me.

Free my soul from prison, that I may praise Your name. The righteous will gather around me because of Your goodness to me.

O LORD, hear my prayer. In Your faithfulness, give ear to my plea; in Your righteousness, answer me.

Do not bring Your servant into judgment, for no one alive is righteous before You.

For the enemy has pursued my soul, crushing my life to the ground, making me dwell in darkness like those long since dead.

My spirit grows faint within me; my heart is dismayed inside me.

I remember the days of old; I meditate on all Your works; I consider the work of Your hands.

I stretch out my hands to You; my soul thirsts for You like a parched land. Selah

Answer me quickly, O LORD; my spirit fails. Do not hide Your face from me, or I will be like those who descend to the Pit.

Let me hear Your loving devotion in the morning, for I have put my trust in You. Teach me the way I should walk, for to You I lift up my soul.

Deliver me from my enemies, O LORD; I flee to You for refuge.

Teach me to do Your will, for You are my God. May Your good Spirit lead me on level ground.

For the sake of Your name, O LORD, revive me. In Your righteousness, bring my soul out of trouble.

And in Your loving devotion, cut off my enemies. Destroy all who afflict me, for I am Your servant.

Blessed be the LORD, my Rock, who trains my hands for war, my fingers for battle.

He is my steadfast love and my fortress, my stronghold and my deliverer. He is my shield, in whom I take refuge, who subdues peoples under me.

O LORD, what is man, that You regard him, the son of man that You think of him?

Man is like a breath; his days are like a passing shadow.

Part Your heavens, O LORD, and come down; touch the mountains, that they may smoke.

Flash forth Your lightning and scatter them; shoot Your arrows and rout them.

Reach down from on high; set me free and rescue me from the deep waters, from the grasp of foreigners,

whose mouths speak falsehood, whose right hands are deceitful.

I will sing to You a new song, O God; on a harp of ten strings I will make music to You—