To the director. Of David. A melody.
2 He brought me up out of a roaring pit,
Out of the slimy mire.
And he set my feet upon a crag;
He made my footing secure.
Many will look on in awe
And put their trust in Jehovah.
4 Happy is the man who trusts in Jehovah
And who does not look to the defiant or to those who are false.*
None can compare to you;+
If I were to try to tell and speak of them,
They would be too numerous to recount!+
You did not ask for burnt offerings and sin offerings.+
7 Then I said: “Look, I have come.
In the scroll* it is written about me.+
9 I proclaim the good news of righteousness in the great congregation.+
Look! I do not restrain my lips,+
O Jehovah, as you well know.
10 I do not cover over your righteousness in my heart.
I declare your faithfulness and salvation.
I do not hide your loyal love and your truth in the great congregation.”+
11 O Jehovah, do not withhold your mercy from me.
May your loyal love and your truth constantly safeguard me.+
12 The calamities surrounding me are too many to count.+
So many of my errors overwhelm me that I cannot see my way;+
They are more numerous than the hairs of my head,
And I have lost heart.
13 Please be willing, O Jehovah, to save me.+
O Jehovah, hurry to help me.+
May those who delight in my calamity
Retreat in humiliation.
15 May those who are saying to me: “Aha! Aha!”
Be appalled because of their own shame.
May those who love your acts of salvation always say:
“May Jehovah be magnified.”+
17 But I am helpless and poor;
May Jehovah pay attention to me.