God

Rise up thou to meet me, and behold: even thou, O Lord, the God of hosts, the God of Israel. Attend to visit all the nations: have no mercy on all them that work iniquity.

But thou, O Lord, shalt laugh at them: thou shalt bring all the nations to nothing.

My God, his mercy shall prevent me.

Unto the end, for them that shall be changed, for the inscription of a title, to David himself, for doctrine,

O God, thou hast cast us off, and hast destroyed us; thou hast been angry, and hast had mercy on us.

Thou hast shewn thy people hard things; thou hast made us drink the wine of sorrow.

God hath spoken in his holy place: I will rejoice, and I will divide Sichem; and will mete out the vale of tabernacles.

Galaad is mine, and Manasses is mine: and Ephraim is the strength of my head. Juda is my king:

Moab is the pot of my hope. Into Edom will I stretch out my shoe: to me the foreigners are made subject.

Who will bring me into the strong city? who will lead me into Edom?

Give us help from trouble: for vain is the salvation of man.

But I will sing of thy power; yea, I will sing aloud of thy mercy in the morning: for thou hast been my defence and refuge in the day of my trouble.

Unto thee, O my strength, will I sing: for God is my defence, and the God of my mercy.

Unto the end, in hymns, for David.

Hear, O God, my supplication: be attentive to my prayer.

To thee have I cried from the ends of the earth: when my heart was in anguish, thou hast exalted me on a rock. Thou hast conducted me;

For thou hast been my hope; a tower of strength against the face of the enemy.

In thy tabernacle I shall dwell for ever: I shall be protected under the covert of thy wings.

For thou, my God, hast heard my prayer: thou hast given an inheritance to them that fear thy name.

He abideth for ever in the sight of God: his mercy and truth who shall search?

Wilt not thou, O God, which hadst cast us off? and thou, O God, which didst not go out with our armies?

Through God we shall do valiantly: for he it is that shall tread down our enemies.

Unto the end, for Idithun, a psalm of David.

Shall not my soul be subject to God? for from him is my salvation.

For he is my God and my saviour: he is my protector, I shall be moved no more.