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A Psalm of David.
1 I lift my soul to thee, O Lord. 2 My God, I trust in thee, let me not be asham’d: nor let my foes joy over me. 3 Yea, all that wait on thee shall not be fill’d with shamefulness: but they shall be ashamed all who without cause transgress.
4 Thy ways, Jehovah, make me know, thy paths make me discern. 5 Cause me my steps to order well in thy truth, and me learn, for thou, God, of my saving health, on thee I wait all day. 6 Thy bowels, Lord, and thy mercies mind; for they are for aye.
7 Sins of my youth remember not, neither my trespasses: after thy mercy mind thou me, O Lord, for thy goodness. 8 Good and upright God is, therefore will sinners teach the way. 9 The meek he’ll guide in judgment: and will teach the meek his way.
10 Jehovah’s paths they mercy are, all of them truth also; to them that keep his covenant, and testimonies do. 11 For thy name’s sake, O Jehovah, freely do thou remit mine own perverse iniquity: because that great is it.
12 Who fears the Lord, him he will teach the way that he shall choose. 13 His soul shall dwell at ease, his seed as heirs the earth shall use. 14 The secret of God is with those that do him reverence: and of his covenant he them will give intelligence.
15 Mine eyes continually are upon Jehovah set: for it is he that will bring forth my feet out of the net. 16 Unto me-wards turn thou thy face, and on me mercy show: because I solitary am afflicted poor also.
17 My heart’s troubles enlarged are; from my distress me bring. 18 See mine affliction and my pain; and pardon all my sin. 19 Mark my foes; for they many are, and cruelly me hate. 20 My soul keep, free me; nor let me be sham’d, who on thee wait.
21 Let soundness and uprightness keep me: for I trust in thee. 22 Israel from his troubles all, O God, do thou set free.