WHEN I was in trouble, I called upon the LORD, * and he heard me.
 
Deliver my soul, O LORD, from lying lips, * and from a deceitful tongue.
 
What reward shall be given or done unto thee, thou false tongue? * even mighty and sharp arrows, with hot burning coals.
 
Woe is me, that I am constrained to dwell with Meshech, * and to have my habitation among the tents of Kedar!
 
My soul hath long dwelt among them * that are enemies unto peace.
 
I labour for peace; but when I speak unto them thereof, * they make them ready to battle.

I WILL lift up mine eyes unto the hills; * from whence cometh my help?
 
My help cometh even from the LORD, * who hath made heaven and earth.
 
He will not suffer thy foot to be moved; * and he that keepeth thee will not sleep.
 
Behold, he that keepeth Israel * shall neither slumber nor sleep.
 
The LORD himself is thy keeper; * the LORD is thy defence upon thy right hand;
 
So that the sun shall not burn thee by day, * neither the moon by night.
 
The LORD shall preserve thee from all evil; * yea, it is even he that shall keep thy soul.
 
The LORD shall preserve thy going out, and thy coming in, * from this time forth for evermore.

I WAS glad when they said unto me, * We will go into the house of the LORD.
 
Our feet shall stand in thy gates, * O Jerusalem.
 
Jerusalem is built as a city * that is at unity in itself.
 
For thither the tribes go up, even the tribes of the LORD, * to testify unto Israel, to give thanks unto the Name of the LORD.
 
For there is the seat of judgment, * even the seat of the house of David.
 
O pray for the peace of Jerusalem; * they shall prosper that love thee.
 
Peace be within thy walls, * and plenteousness within thy palaces.
 
For my brethren and companions' sakes, * I will wish thee prosperity.
 
Yea, because of the house of the LORD our God, * I will seek to do thee good.

UNTO thee lift I up mine eyes, * O thou that dwellest in the heavens.
 
Behold, even as the eyes of servants look unto the hand of their masters, and as the eyes of a maiden unto the hand of her mistress, * even so our eyes wait upon the LORD our God, until he have mercy upon us.
 
Have mercy upon us, O LORD, have mercy upon us; * for we are utterly despised.
 
Our soul is filled with the scornful reproof of the wealthy, * and with the despitefulness of the proud.

IF the LORD himself had not been on our side, now may Israel say; * if the LORD himself had not been on our side, when men rose up against us;
 
They had swallowed us up alive; * when they were so wrathfully displeased at us.
 
Yea, the waters had drowned us, * and the stream had gone over our soul.
 
The deep waters of the proud * had gone even over our soul.
 
But praised be the LORD, * who hath not given us over for a prey unto their teeth.
 
Our soul is escaped even as a bird out of the snare of the fowler; * the snare is broken, and we are delivered.
 
Our help standeth in the Name of the LORD, * who hath made heaven and earth.

THEY that put their trust in the LORD shall be even as the mount Sion, * which may not be removed, but standeth fast for ever.
 
The hills stand about Jerusalem; * even so standeth the LORD round about his people, from this time forth for evermore.
 
For the sceptre of the ungodly shall not abide upon the lot of the righteous; * lest the righteous put their hand unto wickedness.
 
Do well, O LORD, * unto those that are good and true of heart.
 
As for such as turn back unto their own wickedness, * the LORD shall lead them forth with the evil doers; but peace shall be upon Israel.

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