Bible Verses About Psalms

A Psalm of David, in his being in the wilderness of Judah. O God, Thou art my God, earnestly do I seek Thee, Thirsted for Thee hath my soul, Longed for Thee hath my flesh, In a land dry and weary, without waters.

So in the sanctuary I have seen Thee, To behold Thy strength and Thine honour.

Because better is Thy kindness than life, My lips do praise Thee.

So I bless Thee in my life, in Thy name I lift up my hands.

As with milk and fatness is my soul satisfied, And with singing lips doth my mouth praise.

If I have remembered Thee on my couch, In the watches--I meditate on Thee.

For Thou hast been a help to me, And in the shadow of Thy wings I sing.

Cleaved hath my soul after Thee, On me hath Thy right hand taken hold.

And they who for desolation seek my soul, Go in to the lower parts of the earth.

They cause him to run on the edge of the sword, A portion for foxes they are.

And the king doth rejoice in God, Boast himself doth every one swearing by Him, But stopped is the mouth of those speaking lies!

To the Overseer. --A Psalm of David. Hear, O God, my voice, in my meditation, From the fear of an enemy Thou keepest my life,

Hidest me from the secret counsel of evil doers, From the tumult of workers of iniquity.

Who sharpened as a sword their tongue, They directed their arrow--a bitter word.

To shoot in secret places the perfect, Suddenly they shoot him, and fear not.

They strengthen for themselves an evil thing, They recount of the hiding of snares, They have said, `Who doth look at it?'

They search out perverse things, `We perfected a searching search,' And the inward part of man, and the heart are deep.

And God doth shoot them with an arrow, Sudden have been their wounds,

And they cause him to stumble, Against them is their own tongue, Every looker on them fleeth away.

And all men fear, and declare the work of God, And His deed they have considered wisely.

The righteous doth rejoice in Jehovah, And hath trusted in Him, And boast themselves do all the upright of heart!

To the Overseer. --A Psalm of David. A Song. To Thee, silence--praise, O God, is in Zion, And to Thee is a vow completed.

Hearer of prayer, to Thee all flesh cometh.

Matters of iniquities were mightier than I, Our transgressions--Thou dost cover them.

O the happiness of him whom Thou choosest, And drawest near, he inhabiteth Thy courts, We are satisfied with the goodness of Thy house, Thy holy temple.