God

As when the thickness of the earth is broken up upon the ground: Our bones are scattered by the side of hell.

But to thee, O Lord, Lord, are my eyes: in thee have I put my trust, take not away my soul.

I know that the LORD will maintain the cause of the afflicted, and the right of the poor.

Surely the righteous shall give thanks unto thy name: the upright shall dwell in thy presence.

Of understanding for David, A prayer when he was in the cave.

I cried to the Lord with my voice: with my voice I made supplication to the Lord.

In his sight I pour out my prayer, and before him I declare my trouble:

Bring my soul out of prison, that I may praise thy name: the just wait for me, until thou reward me.

A psalm of David, when his son Absalom pursued him. Hear, O Lord, my prayer: give ear to my supplication in thy truth: hear me in thy justice.

And enter not into judgment with thy servant: for in thy sight no man living shall be justified.

For the enemy hath persecuted my soul: he hath brought down my life to the earth. He hath made me to dwell in darkness as those that have been dead of old:

I remembered the days of old, I meditated on all thy works: I meditated upon the works of thy hands.

Hear me speedily, O Lord: my spirit hath fainted away. Turn not away thy face from me, lest I be like unto them that go down into the pit.

Blessed be the Lord my God, who teacheth my hands to fight, and my fingers to war.

My mercy, and my refuge: my support, and my deliverer: My protector, and I have hoped in him: who subdueth my people under me.

Lord, bow down thy heavens and descend: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.

Send forth lightning, and thou shalt scatter them: shoot out thy arrows, and thou shalt trouble them.

Put forth thy hand from on high, take me out, and deliver me from many waters: from the hand of strange children:

Whose mouth hath spoken vanity: and their right hand is the right hand of iniquity.

To thee, O God, I will sing a new canticle: on the psaltery and an instrument of ten strings I will sing praises to thee.

Who givest salvation to kings: who hast redeemed thy servant David from the malicious sword:

Deliver me, And rescue me out of the hand of strange children; whose mouth hath spoken vanity: and their right hand is the right hand of iniquity:

Whose sons are as new plants in their youth: Their daughters decked out, adorned round about after the similitude of a temple:

Praise, for David himself. I will extol thee, O God my king: and I will bless thy name for ever; yea, for ever and ever.

Every day will I bless thee: and I will praise thy name for ever; yea, for ever and ever.