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1  Blessed is he that considereth the poor and needy *
 the Lord shall deliver him in the time of trouble.
2  The Lord preserve him, and keep him alive, that he may be blessed upon earth *
 and deliver not thou him into the will of his enemies.
3  The Lord comfort him, when he lieth sick upon his bed *
 make thou all his bed in his sickness.
4  I said, Lord, be merciful unto me *
 heal my soul, for I have sinned against thee.
5  Mine enemies speak evil of me *
 When shall he die, and his name perish?
6  And if he come to see me, he speaketh vanity *
 and his heart conceiveth falsehood within himself, and when he cometh forth he telleth it.
7  All mine enemies whisper together against me *
 even against me do they imagine this evil.
8  Let the sentence of guiltiness proceed against him *
 and now that he lieth, let him rise up no more.
9  Yea, even mine own familiar friend, whom I trusted *
 who did also eat of my bread, hath laid great wait for me.
10  But be thou merciful unto me, O Lord *
 raise thou me up again, and I shall reward them.
11  By this I know thou favourest me *
 that mine enemy doth not triumph against me.
12  And when I am in my health, thou upholdest me *
 and shalt set me before thy face for ever.
13  Blessed be the Lord God of Israel *
 world without end. Amen.
1  We have heard with our ears, O God, our fathers have told us *
 what thou hast done in their time of old;
2  How thou hast driven out the heathen with thy hand, and planted them in *
 how thou hast destroyed the nations, and cast them out.
3  For they gat not the land in possession through their own sword *
 neither was it their own arm that helped them;
4  But thy right hand, and thine arm, and the light of thy countenance *
 because thou hadst a favour unto them.
5  Thou art my King, O God *
 send help unto Jacob.
6  Through thee will we overthrow our enemies *
 and in thy Name will we tread them under, that rise up against us.
7  For I will not trust in my bow *
 it is not my sword that shall help me;
8  But it is thou that savest us from our enemies *
 and puttest them to confusion that hate us.
9  We make our boast of God all day long *
 and will praise thy Name for ever.
10  But now thou art far off, and puttest us to confusion *
 and goest not forth with our armies.
11  Thou makest us to turn our backs upon our enemies *
 so that they which hate us spoil our goods.
12  Thou lettest us be eaten up like sheep *
 and hast scattered us among the heathen.
13  Thou sellest thy people for nought *
 and takest no money for them.
14  Thou makest us to be rebuked of our neighbours *
 to be laughed to scorn, and had in derision of them that are round about us.
15  Thou makest us to be a by-word among the heathen *
 and that the people shake their heads at us.
16  My confusion is daily before me *
 and the shame of my face hath covered me;
17  For the voice of the slanderer and blasphemer *
 for the enemy and avenger.
18  And though all this be come upon us, yet do we not forget thee *
 nor behave ourselves frowardly in thy covenant.
19  Our heart is not turned back *
 neither our steps gone out of thy way;
20  No, not when thou hast smitten us into the place of dragons *
 and covered us with the shadow of death.
21  If we have forgotten the Name of our God, and holden up our hands to any strange god *
 shall not God search it out? for he knoweth the very secrets of the heart.
22  For thy sake also are we killed all the day long *
 and are counted as sheep appointed to be slain.
23  Up, Lord, why sleepest thou *
 awake, and be not absent from us for ever.
24  Wherefore hidest thou thy face *
 and forgettest our misery and trouble?
25  For our soul is brought low, even unto the dust *
 our belly cleaveth unto the ground.
26  Arise, and help us *
 and deliver us for thy mercy’s sake.
1  Why boastest thou thyself, thou tyrant *
 that thou canst do mischief;
2  Whereas the goodness of God *
 endureth yet daily?
3  Thy tongue imagineth wickedness *
 and with lies thou cuttest like a sharp razor.
4  Thou hast loved unrighteousness more than goodness *
 and to talk of lies more than righteousness.
5  Thou hast loved to speak all words that may do hurt *
 O thou false tongue.
6  Therefore shall God destroy thee for ever *
 he shall take thee, and pluck thee out of thy dwelling, and root thee out of the land of the living.
7  The righteous also shall see this, and fear *
 and shall laugh him to scorn;
8  Lo, this is the man that took not God for his strength *
 but trusted unto the multitude of his riches, and strengthened himself in his wickedness.
9  As for me, I am like a green olive-tree in the house of God *
 my trust is in the tender mercy of God for ever and ever.
10  I will always give thanks unto thee for that thou hast done *
 and I will hope in thy Name, for thy saints like it well.