That stand in the house of the LORD in the night seasons. 2 Lift up your hands to the sanctuary, And bless ye the LORD. 3 The LORD bless thee out of Zion; Even He that made heaven and earth. Song of Zion By the rivers of Babylon, 137 There we sat down, yea, we wept, When we remembered Zion. 2 Upon the willows in the midst thereof We hanged up our harps. 3 For there they that led us captive asked of us words of song, And our tormentors asked of us mirth: 'Sing us one of the songs of Zion.' 4 How shall we sing the LORD's song In a foreign land? 5 If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, Let my right hand forget her cunning. 6 Let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth, If I remember thee not; God Is Everywhere 139 For the Leader. A Psalm of David. O LORD, Thou hast searched me, and known me. 2 Thou knowest my downsitting and mine uprising, Thou understandest my thought afar off. 3 Thou measurest my going about and my lying down, And art acquainted with all my ways. 4 For there is not a word in my tongue, But, lo, O LORD, Thou knowest it altogether. 5 Thou hast hemmed me in behind and before, And laid Thy hand upon me. 6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; Too high, I cannot attain unto it. 7 Whither shall I go from Thy spirit? Or whither shall I flee from Thy presence? 8 If I ascend up into heaven, Thou art there; If I make my bed in the nether-world, behold, Thou art there. 9 If I take the wings of the morning, And dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea; 10 Even there would Thy hand lead me, And Thy right hand would hold me. 11 And if I say: 'Surely the darkness shall envelop me, And the light about me shall be night'; 12 Even the darkness is not too dark for Thee, But the night shineth as the day; The darkness is even as the light. 142 In the Cave Maschil of David, when he was in the cave; a Prayer. 2 With my voice I cry unto the LORD; 3 I pour out my complaint before Him, In the way wherein I walk Have they hidden a snare for me. No man careth for my soul. 6 I have cried unto Thee, O LORD; For I am brought very low; Deliver me from my persecutors; For they are too strong for me. 8 Bring my soul out of prison, That I may give thanks unto Thy name; The righteous shall crown themselves because of me; For Thou wilt deal bountifully with me. A Plea for Deliverance 143 A Psalm of David. O LORD, hear my prayer, give ear supplications; to my In Thy faithfulness answer me, and in Thy righteousness. 2 And enter not into judgment with Thy serv ant; For in Thy sight shall no man living be justified. 3 For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; He hath crushed my life down to the ground; He hath made me to dwell in dark places, as those that have been long dead. 4 And my spirit fainteth within me; My heart within me is appalled. 5 I remember the days of old; I meditate on all Thy doing; I muse on the work of Thy hands. 6 I spread forth my hands unto Thee; My soul [thirsteth] after Thee, as a weary land. 7 Answer me speedily, O LORD, My spirit faileth; Hide not Thy face from me; Selah Lest I become like them that go down into the pit. 8 Cause me to hear Thy lovingkindness in the morning, For in Thee do I trust; Cause me to know the way wherein I should walk, For unto Thee have I lifted up my soul. 9 Deliver me from mine enemies, O LORD; With Thee have I hidden myself. 10 Teach me to do Thy will, For Thou art my God; Let Thy good spirit Lead me in an even land. 11 For Thy name's sake, O LORD, quicken me; In Thy righteousness bring my soul out of trouble. 12 And in Thy mercy cut off mine enemies, And destroy all them that harass my soul; For I am Thy servant. Against the Treacherous 144 [A Psalm] of David. Blessed be the LORD my Rock, 2 My lovingkindness, and my fortress, My shield, and He in whom I take refuge; 3 LORD, what is man, that Thou takest knowledge of him? Or the son of man, that Thou makest account of him? 4 Man is like unto a breath; His days are as a shadow that passeth away. 5 O Lord, bow Thy heavens, and come down; Touch the mountains, that they may smoke. 6 Cast forth lightning, and scatter them; Send out Thine arrows, and discomfit them. 7 Stretch forth Thy hands from on high; Rescue me, and deliver me out of many waters, Out of the hand of strangers; 8 Whose mouth speaketh falsehood, |