⁴ All the kings of the earth will give you thanks, Yahweh, for they have heard the words of your mouth.

⁵ Yes, they will sing of the ways of Yahweh; for great is Yahweh's glory.

⁶ For though Yahweh is high, yet he looks after the lowly; but the proud, he knows from afar.

⁷ Though I walk in the midst of trouble, you will revive me. You will stretch forth your hand against the wrath of my enemies. Your right hand will save me.

⁸ Yahweh will fulfill that which concerns me; your loving kindness, Yahweh, endures forever. Don't forsake the works of your own hands. For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David.

¹ Yahweh, you have searched me, and you know me.

² You know my sitting down and my rising up. You perceive my thoughts from afar.

³ You search out my path and my lying down, and are acquainted with all my ways.

⁴ For there is not a word on my tongue, but, behold, Yahweh, you know it altogether.

⁵ You hem me in behind and before. You laid your hand on me.

⁶ This knowledge is beyond me. It's lofty. I can't attain it.

⁷ Where could I go from your Spirit? Or Where could I flee from your presence?

⁸ If I ascend up into heaven, you are there. If I make my bed in Sheol, behold, you are there!

⁹ If I take the wings of the dawn, and settle in the uttermost parts of the sea;

¹⁰ Even there your hand will lead me, and your right hand will hold me.

¹¹ If I say, "Surely the darkness will overwhelm me; the light around me will be night;"

¹² even the darkness doesn't hide from you, but the night shines as the day. The darkness is like light to you.

¹³ For you formed my inmost being. You knit me together in my mother's womb.

¹⁴ I will give thanks to you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Your works are wonderful. My soul knows that very well.

¹⁵ My frame wasn't hidden from you, when I was made in secret, woven together in the depths of the earth.

¹⁶ Your eyes saw my body. In your book they were all written, the days that were ordained for me, when as yet there were none of them.

¹⁷ How precious to me are your thoughts, God! How vast is the sum of them!

¹⁸ If I would count them, they are more in number than the sand. When I wake up, I am still with you.

¹⁹ If only you, God, would kill the wicked. Get away from me, you bloodthirsty men!

²⁰ For they speak against you wickedly. Your enemies take your name in vain.

²¹ Yahweh, don't I hate those who hate you? Am I not grieved with those who rise up against you?

²² I hate them with perfect hatred. They have become my enemies.

²³ Search me, God, and know my heart. Try me, and know my thoughts.

²⁴ See if there is any wicked way in me, and lead me in the everlasting way. For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David.

¹ Deliver me, Yahweh, from the evil man. Preserve me from the violent man;

² those who devise mischief in their hearts. They continually gather themselves together for war.

³ They have sharpened their tongues like a serpent. Viper's poison is under their lips. Selah.

⁴ Yahweh, keep me from the hands of the wicked. Preserve me from the violent men who have determined to trip my feet.

⁵ The proud have hidden a snare for me, they have spread the cords of a net by the path. They have set traps for me. Selah.

⁶ I said to Yahweh, "You are my God." Listen to the cry of my petitions, Yahweh.

⁷ Yahweh, the Lord, the strength of my salvation, you have covered my head in the day of battle.

⁸ Yahweh, don't grant the desires of the wicked. Don't let their evil plans succeed, or they will become proud. Selah.

⁹ As for the head of those who surround me, let the mischief of their own lips cover them.

¹⁰ Let burning coals fall on them. Let them be thrown into the fire, into miry pits, from where they never rise.

¹¹ An evil speaker won't be established in the earth. Evil will hunt the violent man to overthrow him.

¹² I know that Yahweh will maintain the cause of the afflicted, and justice for the needy.

¹³ Surely the righteous will give thanks to your name. The upright will dwell in your presence. A Psalm by David.