GOD standeth in the congregation of princes; * he is a Judge among gods.
 
How long will ye give wrong judgment, * and accept the persons of the ungodly?
 
Defend the poor and fatherless; * see that such as are in need and necessity have right.
 
Deliver the outcast and poor; * save them from the hand of the ungodly.
 
They know not, neither do they understand, but walk on still in darkness: * all the foundations of the earth are out of course.
 
I have said, Ye are gods, * and ye are all the children of the Most Highest.
 
But ye shall die like men, * and fall like one of the princes.
 
Arise, O God, and judge thou the earth; * for thou shalt take all nations to thine inheritance.

HOLD not thy tongue, O God, keep not still silence: * refrain not thyself, O God.
 
For lo, thine enemies make a murmuring; * and they that hate thee have lift up their head.
 
They have imagined craftily against thy people, * and taken counsel against thy secret ones.
 
They have said, Come, and let us root them out, that they be no more a people, * and that the name of Israel may be no more in remembrance.
 
For they have cast their heads together with one consent, * and are confederate against thee:
 
The tabernacles of the Edomites, and the Ishmaelites; * the Moabites, and Hagarenes;
 
Gebal, and Ammon, and Amalek; * the Philistines, with them that dwell at Tyre.
 
Assyria also is joined with them; * they have holpen the children of Lot.
 
But do thou to them as unto the Midianites; * unto Sisera, and unto Jabin at the brook of Kishon;
 
Who perished at Endor, * and became as the dung of the earth.
 
Make them and their princes like Oreb and Zeeb; * yea, make all their princes like as Zebah and Zalmunna;
 
Who say, Let us take to ourselves * the houses of God in possession.
 
O my God, make them like unto the whirling dust, * and as the stubble before the wind;
 
Like as the fire that burneth up the forest, * and as the flame that consumeth the mountains;
 
Pursue them even so with thy tempest, * and make them afraid with thy storm.
 
Make their faces ashamed, O LORD, * that they may seek thy Name.
 
Let them be confounded and vexed ever more and more; * let them be put to shame, and perish.
 
And they shall know that thou, whose Name is JEHOVAH, * art only the Most Highest over all the earth.

O HOW amiable are thy dwellings, * thou LORD of hosts!
 
My soul hath a desire and longing to enter into the courts of the LORD; * my heart and my flesh rejoice in the living God.
 
Yea, the sparrow hath found her an house, and the swallow a nest, where she may lay her young; * even thy altars, O LORD of hosts, my King and my God.
 
Blessed are they that dwell in thy house; * they will be alway praising thee.
 
Blessed is the man whose strength is in thee; * in whose heart are thy ways.
 
Who going through the vale of misery use it for a well; * and the pools are filled with water.
 
They will go from strength to strength, * and unto the God of gods appeareth every one of them in Sion.
 
O LORD God of hosts, hear my prayer; * hearken, O God of Jacob.
 
Behold, O God our defender, * and look upon the face of thine anointed.
 
For one day in thy courts * is better than a thousand.
 
I had rather be a door-keeper in the house of my God, * than to dwell in the tents of ungodliness.
 
For the LORD God is a light and defence; * the LORD will give grace and worship; and no good thing shall he withhold from them that live a godly life.
 
O LORD God of hosts, * blessed is the man that putteth his trust in thee.

LORD, thou art become gracious unto thy land; * thou hast turned away the captivity of Jacob.
 
Thou hast forgiven the offence of thy people, * and covered all their sins.
 
Thou hast taken away all thy displeasure, * and turned thyself from thy wrathful indignation.
 
Turn us then, O God our Saviour, * and let thine anger cease from us.
 
Wilt thou be displeased at us for ever? * and wilt thou stretch out thy wrath from one generation to another?
 
Wilt thou not turn again, and quicken us, * that thy people may rejoice in thee?
 
Show us thy mercy, O LORD, * and grant us thy salvation.
 
I will hearken what the LORD God will say; * for he shall speak peace unto his people, and to his saints, that they turn not again unto foolishness.
 
For his salvation is nigh them that fear him; * that glory may dwell in our land.
 
Mercy and truth are met together: * righteousness and peace have kissed each other.
 
Truth shall flourish out of the earth, * and righteousness hath looked down from heaven.
 
Yea, the LORD shall show loving-kindness; * and our land shall give her increase.
 
Righteousness shall go before him, * and shall direct his going in the way.

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