Psalm 53-61
PSA.53
The Fool Says There Is No God
1For the choirmaster. According to Mahalath. A Maskil of David.
The fool says in his heart,
“There is no God.”
They are corrupt; their ways are vile.
There is no one who does good.
2God looks down from heaven
upon the sons of men
to see if any understand,
if any seek God.
3All have turned away,
they have together become corrupt;
there is no one who does good,
not even one.
4Will the workers of iniquity never learn?
They devour my people like bread;
they refuse to call upon God.
5There they are, overwhelmed with dread,
where there was nothing to fear.
For God has scattered the bones
of those who besieged you.
You put them to shame,
for God has despised them.
6Oh, that the salvation of Israel would come from Zion!
When God restores His captive people,
let Jacob rejoice, let Israel be glad!
PSA.54
Save Me by Your Name
1For the choirmaster. With stringed instruments. A Maskil of David. When the Ziphites went to Saul and said, “Is David not hiding among us?”
Save me, O God, by Your name,
and vindicate me by Your might!
2Hear my prayer, O God;
listen to the words of my mouth.
3For strangers rise up against me,
and ruthless men seek my life —
men with no regard for God.
Selah
4Surely God is my helper;
the Lord is the sustainer of my soul.
5He will reward my enemies with evil.
In Your faithfulness, destroy them.
6Freely I will sacrifice to You;
I will praise Your name, O LORD, for it is good.
7For He has delivered me from every trouble,
and my eyes have looked in triumph on my foes.
PSA.55
Cast Your Burden upon the LORD
1For the choirmaster. With stringed instruments. A Maskil of David.
Listen to my prayer, O God,
and do not ignore my plea.
2Attend to me and answer me.
I am restless in my complaint,
and distraught 3at the voice of the enemy,
at the pressure of the wicked.
For they bring down disaster upon me
and resent me in their anger.
4My heart pounds within me,
and the terrors of death assail me.
5Fear and trembling grip me,
and horror has overwhelmed me.
6I said, “Oh, that I had wings like a dove!
I would fly away and find rest.
7How far away I would flee!
In the wilderness I would remain.
Selah
8I would hurry to my shelter,
far from this raging tempest.”
9O Lord, confuse and confound their speech,
for I see violence and strife in the city.
10Day and night they encircle the walls,
while malice and trouble lie within.
11Destruction is within;
oppression and deceit never leave the streets.
12For it is not an enemy who insults me;
that I could endure.
It is not a foe who rises against me;
from him I could hide.
13But it is you, a man like myself,
my companion and close friend.
14We shared sweet fellowship together;
we walked with the crowd into the house of God.
15Let death seize them by surprise;
let them go down to Sheol alive,
for evil is with them in their homes.
16But I call to God,
and the LORD saves me.
17Morning, noon, and night, I cry out in distress,
and He hears my voice.
18He redeems my soul in peace
from the battle waged against me,
even though many oppose me.
19God will hear and humiliate them —
the One enthroned for the ages —
Selah
because they do not change
and they have no fear of God.
20My companion attacks his friends;
he violates his covenant.
21His speech is smooth as butter,
but war is in his heart.
His words are softer than oil,
yet they are swords unsheathed.
22Cast your burden upon the LORD
and He will sustain you;
He will never let the righteous be shaken.
23But You, O God, will bring them down
to the Pit of destruction;
men of bloodshed and deceit
will not live out half their days.
But I will trust in You.
PSA.56
Be Merciful to Me, O God
1For the choirmaster. To the tune of “A Dove on Distant Oaks.” A Miktam of David, when the Philistines seized him in Gath.
Be merciful to me, O God,
for men are hounding me;
all day they press their attack.
2My enemies pursue me all day long,
for many proudly assail me.
3When I am afraid,
I put my trust in You.
4In God, whose word I praise —
in God I trust.
I will not be afraid.
What can man do to me?
5All day long they twist my words;
all their thoughts are on my demise.
6They conspire, they lurk,
they watch my steps
while they wait to take my life.
7In spite of such sin, will they escape?
In Your anger, O God, cast down the nations.
8You have taken account of my wanderings.
Put my tears in Your bottle —
are they not in Your book?
9Then my enemies will retreat
on the day I cry for help.
By this I will know that God is on my side.
10In God, whose word I praise,
in the LORD, whose word I praise,
11in God I trust; I will not be afraid.
What can man do to me?
12Your vows are upon me, O God;
I will render thank offerings to You.
13For You have delivered my soul from death,
and my feet from stumbling,
that I may walk before God
in the light of life.
PSA.57
In You My Soul Takes Refuge
1For the choirmaster. To the tune of “Do Not Destroy.” A Miktam of David, when he fled from Saul into the cave.
Have mercy on me, O God, have mercy,
for in You my soul takes refuge.
In the shadow of Your wings I will take shelter
until the danger has passed.
2I cry out to God Most High,
to God who fulfills His purpose for me.
3He reaches down from heaven and saves me;
He rebukes those who trample me.
Selah
God sends forth
His loving devotion and His truth.
4My soul is among the lions;
I lie down with ravenous beasts—
with men whose teeth are spears and arrows,
whose tongues are sharp swords.
5Be exalted, O God, above the heavens;
may Your glory cover all the earth.
6They spread a net for my feet;
my soul was despondent.
They dug a pit before me,
but they themselves have fallen into it!
Selah
7My heart is steadfast, O God, my heart is steadfast.
I will sing and make music.
8Awake, my glory!
Awake, O harp and lyre!
I will awaken the dawn.
9I will praise You, O Lord, among the nations;
I will sing Your praises among the peoples.
10For Your loving devotion reaches to the heavens,
and Your faithfulness to the clouds.
11Be exalted, O God, above the heavens;
may Your glory cover all the earth.
PSA.58
God Judges the Earth
1For the choirmaster. To the tune of “Do Not Destroy.” A Miktam of David.
Do you indeed speak justly, O rulers?
Do you judge uprightly, O sons of men?
2No, in your hearts you devise injustice;
with your hands you mete out violence on the earth.
3The wicked are estranged from the womb;
the liars go astray from birth.
4Their venom is like the venom of a snake,
like a cobra that shuts its ears,
5refusing to hear the tune of the charmer
who skillfully weaves his spell.
6O God, shatter their teeth in their mouths;
O LORD, tear out the fangs of the lions.
7May they vanish
like water that runs off;
when they draw the bow,
may their arrows be blunted.
8Like a slug that dissolves in its slime,
like a woman’s stillborn child,
may they never see the sun.
9Before your pots can feel the burning thorns—
whether green or dry—
He will sweep them away.
10The righteous will rejoice
when they see they are avenged;
they will wash their feet
in the blood of the wicked.
11Then men will say,
“There is surely a reward for the righteous!
There is surely a God who judges the earth!”
PSA.59
Deliver Me from My Enemies
1For the choirmaster. To the tune of “Do Not Destroy.” A Miktam of David, when Saul sent men to watch David’s house in order to kill him.
Deliver me from my enemies, O my God;
protect me from those who rise against me.
2Deliver me from workers of iniquity,
and save me from men of bloodshed.
3See how they lie in wait for me.
Fierce men conspire against me
for no transgression or sin of my own, O LORD.
4For no fault of my own,
they move swiftly to attack me.
Arise to help me, and take notice.
5O LORD God of Hosts, the God of Israel,
rouse Yourself to punish all the nations;
show no mercy to the wicked traitors.
Selah
6They return in the evening, snarling like dogs
and prowling around the city.
7See what they spew from their mouths—
sharp words from their lips:
“For who can hear us?”
8But You, O LORD, laugh at them;
You scoff at all the nations.
9I will keep watch for You, O my strength,
because You, O God, are my fortress.
10My God of loving devotion will come to meet me;
God will let me stare down my foes.
11Do not kill them,
or my people will forget.
Scatter them by Your power,
and bring them down,
O Lord, our shield.
12By the sins of their mouths
and the words of their lips,
let them be trapped in their pride,
in the curses and lies they utter.
13Consume them in wrath;
consume them till they are no more,
so it may be known to the ends of the earth
that God rules over Jacob.
Selah
14They return in the evening,
snarling like dogs
and prowling around the city.
15They scavenge for food,
and growl if they are not satisfied.
16But I will sing of Your strength
and proclaim Your loving devotion in the morning.
For You are my fortress,
my refuge in times of trouble.
17To You, O my strength, I sing praises,
for You, O God, are my fortress,
my God of loving devotion.
PSA.60
Victory with God
1For the choirmaster. To the tune of “The Lily of the Covenant.” A Miktam of David for instruction. When he fought Aram-naharaim and Aram-zobah, and Joab returned and struck down 12,000 Edomites in the Valley of Salt.
You have rejected us, O God;
You have broken us;
You have been angry;
restore us!
2You have shaken the land
and torn it open.
Heal its fractures,
for it is quaking.
3You have shown Your people hardship;
we are staggered from the wine You made us drink.
4You have raised a banner for those who fear You,
that they may flee the bow.
Selah
5Respond and save us with Your right hand,
that Your beloved may be delivered.
6God has spoken from His sanctuary:
“I will triumph!
I will parcel out Shechem
and apportion the Valley of Succoth.
7Gilead is Mine, and Manasseh is Mine;
Ephraim is My helmet, Judah is My scepter.
8Moab is My washbasin;
upon Edom I toss My sandal;
over Philistia I shout in triumph.”
9Who will bring me to the fortified city?
Who will lead me to Edom?
10Have You not rejected us, O God?
Will You no longer march out, O God, with our armies?
11Give us aid against the enemy,
for the help of man is worthless.
12With God we will perform with valor,
and He will trample our enemies.
PSA.61
You Have Heard My Vows
1For the choirmaster. With stringed instruments. Of David.
Hear my cry, O God;
attend to my prayer.
2From the ends of the earth I call out to You
whenever my heart is faint.
Lead me to the rock
that is higher than I.
3For You have been my refuge,
a tower of strength against the enemy.
4Let me dwell in Your tent forever
and take refuge in the shelter of Your wings.
Selah
5For You have heard my vows, O God;
You have given me the inheritance
reserved for those who fear Your name.
6Increase the days of the king’s life;
may his years span many generations.
7May he sit enthroned in God’s presence forever;
appoint Your loving devotion
and Your faithfulness to guard him.
8Then I will ever sing praise to Your name
and fulfill my vows day by day.