Bible Verses About Psalms: For God's mercies to individuals

A Psalm. --A song of the dedication of the house of David. I exalt Thee, O Jehovah, For Thou hast drawn me up, and hast not let mine enemies rejoice over me.

Jehovah my God, I have cried to Thee, And Thou dost heal me.

Jehovah, Thou hast brought up from Sheol my soul, Thou hast kept me alive, From going down to the pit.

Sing praise to Jehovah, ye His saints, And give thanks at the remembrance of His holiness,

For--a moment is in His anger, Life is in His good-will, At even remaineth weeping, and at morn singing.

And I--I have said in mine ease, `I am not moved--to the age.

O Jehovah, in Thy good pleasure, Thou hast caused strength to remain for my mountain,' Thou hast hidden Thy face--I have been troubled.

Unto Thee, O Jehovah, I call, And unto Jehovah I make supplication.

`What gain is in my blood? In my going down unto corruption? Doth dust thank Thee? doth it declare Thy truth?

Hear, O Jehovah, and favour me, O Jehovah, be a helper to me.'

Thou hast turned my mourning to dancing for me, Thou hast loosed my sackcloth, And girdest me with joy.

So that honour doth praise Thee, and is not silent, O Jehovah, my God, to the age I thank Thee!

To the Overseer. --`Destroy not.' --A Psalm of Asaph. --A Song. We have given thanks to Thee, O God, We have given thanks, and near is Thy name, They have recounted Thy wonders.

When I receive an appointment, I--I do judge uprightly.

Melted is the earth and all its inhabitants, I--I have pondered its pillars. Selah.

I have said to the boastful, `Be not boastful,' And to the wicked, `Raise not up a horn.'

Raise not up on high your horn, (Ye speak with a stiff neck.)

For not from the east, or from the west, Nor from the wilderness-- is elevation.

But God is judge, This He maketh low--and this He lifteth up.

For a cup is in the hand of Jehovah, And the wine hath foamed, It is full of mixture, and He poureth out of it, Only its dregs wring out, and drink, Do all the wicked of the earth,

And I--I declare it to the age, I sing praise to the God of Jacob.

And all horns of the wicked I cut off, Exalted are the horns of the righteous!

A Song, a Psalm of David. Prepared is my heart, O God, I sing, yea, I sing praise, also my honour.

Awake, psaltery and harp, I awake the dawn.

I thank Thee among peoples, O Jehovah, And I praise Thee among the nations.