Study Desk

I will bow down towards thy holy temple, and thank thy Name, for thy lovingkindness and for thy faithfulness, For thou hast magnified, above all thy Name, thy word!

Knowledge, too wonderful, for me! high, I cannot attain to it!

For, thou, didst possess thyself of my reins, thou didst weave me together in the womb of my mother.

For they speak of thee wickedly, Thy foes lift up their hand unto falsehood.

The proud have hidden a snare for me, and, cords, have they spread as a net beside the track, Snares, have they set for me. Selah.

As for the head of them who surround me, Let the mischief of their lips cover them:

As for the slanderer, let him not be established in the earth, - As for the man of wrongful violence, let misfortune hunt him with thrust upon thrust.

Let a righteous man smite me - a lovingkindness, that he should correct me, an oil for the head which let not my head refuse! For, yet, even my prayer, shall be in their calamities.

Their judges, have been hurled down by a crag, Now have men heard my sayings, for they have become sweet.

Keep me out of the clutches of the trap they have set for me, and the snares of the workers of iniquity.

When my spirit fainted concerning myself, then, thou, didst take note of my path, - In the course which I was about to take, they had hidden a snare for me.

Look to the right hand and see, that there is none that, for me, hath regard, - Escape is lost to me, There is no one to care for my life.

Attend thou unto my loud cry, for I am brought very low, - Rescue me from my pursuers, for they are stronger than I.

O bring forth, out of prison, my soul, That I may give thanks unto thy Name, - About me, let the righteous gather round, for thou wilt deal bountifully with me.

Do not then enter into judgment with thy servant, for no one living, can appear just before thee.

For an enemy hath pursued my soul, hath crushed, to the earth, my life, hath made me dwell in dark places, like the ancient dead.

I have spread out my hands unto thee, My soul, is as a thirsty land, for thee. Selah.

Let me hear, in the morning, thy lovingkindness, for, in thee, have, I trusted, - Let me know the way in which I should walk, for, unto thee, have I uplifted my soul.

Teach me to do thy good pleasure, for, thou, art my God, - Thy spirit, is good, thou wilt set me down to rest in a level land.

For the sake of thy Name, O Yahweh, wilt thou give unto me life, In thy righteousness, wilt thou bring forth, out of distress, my soul;