Study Desk

For my words are wise, and my thoughts are filled with insight.

Redemption does not come so easily, for no one can ever pay enough

But as for me, God will redeem my life. He will snatch me from the power of the grave. Interlude

For when they die, they take nothing with them. Their wealth will not follow them into the grave.

In this life they consider themselves fortunate and are applauded for their success.

Then let the heavens proclaim his justice, for God himself will be the judge. Interlude

For all the animals of the forest are mine, and I own the cattle on a thousand hills.

If I were hungry, I would not tell you, for all the world is mine and everything in it.

For you refuse my discipline and treat my words like trash.

For the choir director: A psalm of David, regarding the time Nathan the prophet came to him after David had committed adultery with Bathsheba. Have mercy on me, O God, because of your unfailing love. Because of your great compassion, blot out the stain of my sins.

For I recognize my rebellion; it haunts me day and night.

For I was born a sinner— yes, from the moment my mother conceived me.

Forgive me for shedding blood, O God who saves; then I will joyfully sing of your forgiveness.

For the choir director: A psalm of David, regarding the time Doeg the Edomite said to Saul, "David has gone to see Ahimelech." Why do you boast about your crimes, great warrior? Don't you realize God's justice continues forever?

But God will strike you down once and for all. He will pull you from your home and uproot you from the land of the living. Interlude

I will praise you forever, O God, for what you have done. I will trust in your good name in the presence of your faithful people.

For the choir director: A meditation; a psalm of David. Only fools say in their hearts, "There is no God." They are corrupt, and their actions are evil; not one of them does good!

Terror will grip them, terror like they have never known before. God will scatter the bones of your enemies. You will put them to shame, for God has rejected them.

For the choir director: A psalm of David, regarding the time the Ziphites came and said to Saul, "We know where David is hiding." To be accompanied by stringed instruments. Come with great power, O God, and rescue me! Defend me with your might.

For strangers are attacking me; violent people are trying to kill me. They care nothing for God. Interlude