To the director. Of David, a melody.
2 He also proceeded to bring me up out of a roaring pit,+
Out of the mire of [the] sediment.+
Then he raised up my feet upon a crag;+
He firmly established my steps.+
3 Further, he put in my mouth a new song,
Praise to our God.+
Many will see [it] and will fear,+
And they will trust in Jehovah.+
4 Happy is the able-bodied man* that has put Jehovah as his trust+
And that has not turned his face to defiant people,
Nor to those falling away to lies.+
5 Many things you yourself have done,+
O Jehovah my God, even your wonderful works and your thoughts toward us;+
There is none to be compared to you.+
Were I inclined to tell and speak [of them],
They have become more numerous than I can recount.+
6 Sacrifice and offering you did not delight in;+
These ears of mine you opened up.*+
Burnt offering and sin offering you did not ask for.+
9 I have told the good news* of righteousness in the big congregation.*+
Look! My lips I do not restrain.+
O Jehovah, you yourself know that well.+
10 Your righteousness I have not covered over within my heart.+
Your faithfulness and your salvation I have declared.+
I have not hidden your loving-kindness* and your trueness in* the big congregation.”+
11 You yourself, O Jehovah, do not restrain your pity from me.+
Let your loving-kindness and your trueness themselves constantly safeguard me.+
12 For calamities encircled me until there was no numbering of them.+
More errors of mine overtook me than I was able to see;+
They became more numerous than the hairs of my head,+
And my own heart left me.+
14 May those be ashamed and abashed all together+
Who are seeking my soul to sweep it away.+
May those turn back and be humiliated who are delighting in my calamity.+