1 ¶ O God, my heart is confident; I will sing and give praise, even with everything that is in me.

2 Awake, psaltery and harp: I myself will awake early.

3 I will praise you, O LORD, among the people: and I will sing praises to you among the nations.

4 For your mercy is greater than the heavens: and your truth reaches to the skies.

5 Be exalted, O God, above the heavens: and your glory over all the earth;

6 ¶ Deliver us with your right hand, and answer: so that your beloved may be free.

7 God has promised in his holiness; I will rejoice, I will divide Shechem, and measure out the valley of Succoth.

8 Gilead is mine; Manasseh is mine; Ephraim is a helmet on my head; Judah is my lawgiver;

9 Moab is my washbasin; will I cast my shoe over Edom; I will shout in triumph over Philistia.

10 Who will bring me into the fortified city? who will lead me into Edom?

11 O God, have you not rejected us? O God, will you not go out with our armies?

12 Help us against the enemy: for the help of man is worthless.

13 Through God we will fight valiantly: for he will trample down our enemies.

Psalm 109

To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David.

1 ¶ Do not be silent, O God whom I praise;

2 For the mouth of the wicked and the mouth of the deceitful are opened against me: they have spoken against me with a lying tongue.

3 They surrounded me with words of hatred; and fought against me for no reason.

4 In return for my love they accuse me: but I continue to pray.

5 They repay me evil for good, and hatred for my love.

6 ¶ Set a wicked man over him: and let Satan stand at his right hand.

7 When he is judged, let him be condemned: and let his prayer become sin.

8 Let his days be few; and let another take his office.

9 Let his children be fatherless, and his wife a widow.

10 Let his children wander as beggars: let them seek their food far from their demolished homes.

11 Let the creditor take all that he has; and let the strangers plunder the fruit of his labor.

12 Let there be no one to extend mercy to him: or have pity on his fatherless children.

13 Let his descendants be cut off; and in the next generation let their name be blotted out.

14 May the LORD remember the sin of his fathers; and not wipe out the sin of his mother.

15 Let them always be before the LORD, so that he may cut off any memory of them from the earth.

16 Because he did not remember to show mercy, but persecuted the poor and needy man, and was ready to slay the broken in heart.

17 As he loved cursing, so let it come back on him: as he took no delight in blessing, so let it be far from him.

18 Since he clothed himself with cursing like a garment, let it enter his bowels like water, and his bones like oil.

19 Let it be wrapped around him like a garment, and like a belt that he always wears.

20 May this be the reward the LORD gives my adversaries, and those who speak evil against me.

21 ¶ But you deal with me, O GOD the Lord, for your name’s sake: because your mercy is good, O deliver me.

22 For I am poor and needy, and my heart is troubled within me.

23 I fade away like a shadow at evening: I am shaken off like a locust.

24 My knees are weak through fasting; and my body has no fat.

25 I have become an object of ridicule to them: when they look at me they shake their heads.

26 Help me, O LORD my God: O save me according to your mercy:

27 That they may know that this is your hand; that you, LORD, have done it.

28 They may curse, but you will bless: when they arise, let them be ashamed; but let your servant rejoice.

29 Let my adversaries be clothed with disgrace, and let them wear their shame like a cloak.

30 I will fervently praise the LORD with my mouth; yea, I will praise him among the multitude.

31 For he will stand at the right hand of the poor, to save him from those who condemn his soul.

Psalm 110

A Psalm of David.

1 ¶ The LORD said to my Lord, Sit at my right hand, until I make your enemies your footstool.

2 The LORD will send the scepter of your power out from Zion: rule in the midst of your enemies.

3 Your people will be willing on the day of your power: like dew from the womb of the morning, your youth will come to you in the beauty of holiness.

4 The LORD has sworn, and will not change, You are a priest forever after the order of Melchizedek.

5 ¶ The Lord at your right hand will smash kings in the day of his wrath.

6 He will judge among the heathen, he will fill the valleys with dead bodies; he will smash the rulers over the wide earth.

7 He will drink of the brook along the way: therefore he will hold his head high.