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He has also prepared for him the instruments of death; He makes his arrows fiery [shafts].

For the Chief Musician; set to the Gittith. A Psalm of David. O Yahweh, our Lord, How excellent is your name in all the earth, Who has set your glory on the heavens!

For you have made him but little lower than God, And crown him with glory and honor.

For the Chief Musician; set to Muthlabben. A Psalm of David. I will give thanks to Yahweh with my whole heart; I will show forth all your marvelous works.

For you have maintained my right and my cause; You sit in the throne judging righteously.

But Yahweh sits [as king] forever: He has prepared his throne for judgment;

Yahweh also will be a high tower for the oppressed, A high tower in times of trouble;

And those that know your name will put their trust in you; For you, Yahweh, have not forsaken those that seek you.

For he that makes inquisition for blood remembers them; He does not forget the cry of the poor.

For the needy shall not always be forgotten, Nor the expectation of the poor perish forever.

For the wicked boasts of his heart's desire, And the covetous curses, [yes], scorns Yahweh.

His ways are firm at all times; Your judgments are far above out of his sight: As for all his adversaries, he puffs at them.

You have seen [it]; for you behold mischief and spite, to requite it with your hand: The helpless commits [himself] to you; You have been the helper of the fatherless.

Break the arm of the wicked; And as for the evil man, seek out his wickedness until you find none.

For the Chief Musician. [A Psalm] of David. In Yahweh I take refuge: How do you say to my soul, Flee to your mountain, birds;

For, look, the wicked bend the bow, They make ready their arrow on the string, That they may shoot in darkness at the upright in heart;

For Yahweh is righteous; he loves righteousness: The upright shall see his face.

For the Chief Musician; set to the Sheminith. A Psalm of David. Help, Yahweh; for the godly man ceases; For the faithful fail from among the sons of man.

Because of the oppression of the poor, because of the sighing of the needy, Now I will arise, says Yahweh; I will set him in the safety he pants for.

For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. How long, O Yahweh? will you forget me forever? How long will you hide your face from me?