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I will also praise you with the harp for your faithfulness, my God. I sing praises to you with the lyre, Holy One of Yisra'el.

My lips shall shout for joy! My soul, which you have redeemed, sings praises to you!

My tongue will also talk about your righteousness all day long, For they are put to shame, and they are confounded, who want to harm me.

For he will deliver the needy when he cries; The poor, who has no helper.

They shall live, and to him shall be given of the gold of Sheva. Men shall pray for him continually. They shall bless him all day long.

But as for me, my feet were almost gone. My steps had nearly slipped.

For I was envious of the arrogant, When I saw the prosperity of the wicked.

For there are no struggles in their death, But their strength is firm.

For all day long have I been plagued, And punished every morning.

When I tried to understand this, It was too painful for me;

For my soul was grieved. I was embittered in my heart.

For, behold, those who are far from you shall perish. You have destroyed all those who are unfaithful to you.

But it is good for me to come close to God. I have made the Lord GOD my refuge, That I may tell of all your works.

Honor your covenant, For haunts of violence fill the dark places of the eretz.

< > We give thanks to you, God, We give thanks, for your Name is near. Men tell about your wondrous works.

For neither from the east, nor from the west, Nor yet from the south, comes exaltation.

For in the hand of the LORD there is a cup, Full of foaming wine mixed with spices. He pours it out. Indeed the wicked of the eretz drink and drink it to its very dregs.

< > My cry goes to God! Indeed, I cry to God for help, And for him to listen to me.

Has his lovingkindness vanished forever? Does his promise fail for generations?

I will remember the LORD's deeds; For I will remember your wonders of old.