To the Chief Musician: with stringed instruments. A Melody of David.
4 When I cry answer me, O mine own righteous God, In a strait place thou hast made room for me, Shew me favour and hear my prayer.
2 Ye sons of the great! how long turning my glory to contempt Will ye love emptiness, will ye seek falsehood? [Selah.
3 Know ye then that Yahweh hath set apart the man of lovingkindness for himself: Yahweh will hear when I cry to him.
4 Be deeply moved but do not sin,—Ponder in your own heart upon your bed, and be silent. [Selah.
5 Sacrifice the sacrifices of righteousness; And put your trust in Yahweh.
6 Multitudes are saying, Who will shew us prosperity? Lift thou upon us the light of thy countenance, O Yahweh.
7 Thou hast put gladness in my heart,—Beyond the season when their corn and their new wine have increased.
8 In peace will I lay me down and at once sleep; For thou Yahweh alone wilt cause me in security to dwell.