Bible Verses About Psalms

Lines have fallen to me in pleasant places, Yea, a beauteous inheritance is for me.

I bless Jehovah who hath counselled me; Also in the nights my reins instruct me.

I did place Jehovah before me continually, Because--at my right hand I am not moved.

Therefore hath my heart been glad, And my honour doth rejoice, Also my flesh dwelleth confidently:

For Thou dost not leave my soul to Sheol, Nor givest thy saintly one to see corruption.

Thou causest me to know the path of life; Fulness of joys is with Thy presence, Pleasant things by Thy right hand for ever!

A Prayer of David. Hear, O Jehovah, righteousness, attend my cry, Give ear to my prayer, without lips of deceit.

From before thee my judgment doth go out; Thine eyes do see uprightly.

Thou hast proved my heart, Thou hast inspected by night, Thou hast tried me, Thou findest nothing; My thoughts pass not over my mouth.

As to doings of man, Through a word of Thy lips I have observed The paths of a destroyer;

To uphold my goings in Thy paths, My steps have not slidden.

I--I called Thee, for Thou dost answer me, O God, incline Thine ear to me, hear my speech.

Separate wonderfully Thy kindness, O Saviour of the confiding, By Thy right hand, from withstanders.

Keep me as the apple, the daughter of the eye; In shadow of Thy wings thou dost hide me.

From the face of the wicked who spoiled me. Mine enemies in soul go round against me.

Their fat they have closed up, Their mouths have spoken with pride:

`Our steps now have compassed him ;' Their eyes they set to turn aside in the land.

His likeness as a lion desirous to tear, As a young lion dwelling in secret places.

Arise, O Jehovah, go before his face, Cause him to bend. Deliver my soul from the wicked, Thy sword,

From men, Thy hand, O Jehovah, From men of the world, their portion is in life, And with Thy hidden things Thou fillest their belly, They are satisfied with sons; And have left their abundance to their sucklings.

I--in righteousness, I see Thy face; I am satisfied, in awaking, with Thy form!

To the Overseer. --A Psalm of David. The heavens are recounting the honour of God, And the work of His hands The expanse is declaring.

Day to day uttereth speech, And night to night sheweth knowledge.

There is no speech, and there are no words. Their voice hath not been heard.

Into all the earth hath their line gone forth, And to the end of the world their sayings, For the sun He placed a tent in them,