²⁷ Depart from evil, and do good. Live securely forever.

²⁸ For Yahweh loves justice, and doesn't forsake his saints. They are preserved forever, but the children of the wicked shall be cut off.

²⁹ The righteous shall inherit the land, and live in it forever.

³⁰ The mouth of the righteous talks of wisdom. His tongue speaks justice.

³¹ The law of his God is in his heart. None of his steps shall slide.

³² The wicked watches the righteous, and seeks to kill him.

³³ Yahweh will not leave him in his hand, nor condemn him when he is judged.

³⁴ Wait for Yahweh, and keep his way, and he will exalt you to inherit the land. When the wicked are cut off, you shall see it.

³⁵ I have seen the wicked in great power, spreading himself like a green tree in its native soil.

³⁶ But he passed away, and behold, he was not. Yes, I sought him, but he could not be found.

³⁷ Mark the perfect man, and see the upright, for there is a future for the man of peace.

³⁸ As for transgressors, they shall be destroyed together. The future of the wicked shall be cut off.

³⁹ But the salvation of the righteous is from Yahweh. He is their stronghold in the time of trouble.

⁴⁰ Yahweh helps them, and rescues them. He rescues them from the wicked, and saves them, Because they have taken refuge in him. A Psalm by David, for a memorial.

¹ Yahweh, don't rebuke me in your wrath, neither chasten me in your hot displeasure.

² For your arrows have pierced me, your hand presses hard on me.

³ There is no soundness in my flesh because of your indignation, neither is there any health in my bones because of my sin.

⁴ For my iniquities have gone over my head. As a heavy burden, they are too heavy for me.

⁵ My wounds are loathsome and corrupt, because of my foolishness.

⁶ I am pained and bowed down greatly. I go mourning all day long.

⁷ For my waist is filled with burning. There is no soundness in my flesh.

⁸ I am faint and severely bruised. I have groaned by reason of the anguish of my heart.

⁹ Lord, all my desire is before you. My groaning is not hidden from you.

¹⁰ My heart throbs. My strength fails me. As for the light of my eyes, it has also left me.

¹¹ My lovers and my friends stand aloof from my plague. My kinsmen stand far away.

¹² They also who seek after my life lay snares. Those who seek my hurt speak mischievous things, and meditate deceits all day long.

¹³ But I, as a deaf man, don't hear. I am as a mute man who doesn't open his mouth.

¹⁴ Yes, I am as a man who doesn't hear, in whose mouth are no reproofs.

¹⁵ For in you, Yahweh, do I hope. You will answer, Lord my God.

¹⁶ For I said, "Don't let them gloat over me, or exalt themselves over me when my foot slips."

¹⁷ For I am ready to fall. My pain is continually before me.

¹⁸ For I will declare my iniquity. I will be sorry for my sin.

¹⁹ But my enemies are vigorous and many. Those who hate me without reason are numerous.

²⁰ They who also render evil for good are adversaries to me, because I follow what is good.

²¹ Don't forsake me, Yahweh. My God, don't be far from me.

²² Hurry to help me, Lord, my salvation. For the Chief Musician. For Jeduthun. A Psalm by David.

¹ I said, "I will watch my ways, so that I don't sin with my tongue. I will keep my mouth with a bridle while the wicked is before me."

² I was mute with silence. I held my peace, even from good. My sorrow was stirred.

³ My heart was hot within me. While I meditated, the fire burned: I spoke with my tongue:

⁴ "Yahweh, show me my end, what is the measure of my days. Let me know how frail I am.

⁵ Behold, you have made my days handbreadths. My lifetime is as nothing before you. Surely every man stands as a breath." Selah.

⁶ "Surely every man walks like a shadow. Surely they busy themselves in vain. He heaps up, and doesn't know who shall gather.

⁷ Now, Lord, what do I wait for? My hope is in you.

⁸ Deliver me from all my transgressions. Don't make me the reproach of the foolish.

⁹ I was mute. I didn't open my mouth, because you did it.

¹⁰ Remove your scourge away from me. I am overcome by the blow of your hand.

¹¹ When you rebuke and correct man for iniquity, You consume his wealth like a moth. Surely every man is but a breath." Selah.

¹² "Hear my prayer, Yahweh, and give ear to my cry. Don't be silent at my tears. For I am a stranger with you, a foreigner, as all my fathers were.

¹³ Oh spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go away, and exist no more." For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David.