The Bible (Old and New Testaments)

To Him doing great wonders by Himself alone, For to the age [is] His kindness.

To Him making the heavens by understanding, For to the age [is] His kindness.

To Him spreading the earth over the waters, For to the age [is] His kindness.

To Him making great lights, For to the age [is] His kindness.

The sun to rule by day, For to the age [is] His kindness.

The moon and stars to rule by night, For to the age [is] His kindness.

To Him smiting Egypt in their first-born, For to the age [is] His kindness.

And bringing forth Israel from their midst, For to the age [is] His kindness.

By a strong hand, and a stretched-out-arm, For to the age [is] His kindness.

To Him cutting the sea of Suph into parts, For to the age [is] His kindness,

And caused Israel to pass through its midst, For to the age [is] His kindness,

And shook out Pharaoh and his force in the sea of Suph, For to the age [is] His kindness.

To Him leading His people in a wilderness, For to the age [is] His kindness.

To Him smiting great kings, For to the age [is] His kindness.

Yea, He doth slay honourable kings, For to the age [is] His kindness.

Even Sihon king of the Amorite, For to the age [is] His kindness.

And Og king of Bashan, For to the age [is] His kindness.

And He gave their land for inheritance, For to the age [is] His kindness.

An inheritance to Israel His servant, For to the age [is] His kindness.

Who in our lowliness hath remembered us, For to the age [is] His kindness.

And He delivereth us from our adversaries, For to the age [is] His kindness.

Giving food to all flesh, For to the age [is] His kindness.

Give ye thanks to the God of the heavens, For to the age [is] His kindness!

By rivers of Babylon — There we did sit, Yea, we wept when we remembered Zion.

On willows in its midst we hung our harps.

For there our captors asked us the words of a song, And our spoilers — joy: 'Sing ye to us of a song of Zion.'

How do we sing the song of Jehovah, On the land of a stranger?

If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, my right hand forgetteth!

My tongue doth cleave to my palate, If I do not remember thee, If I do not exalt Jerusalem above my chief joy.

Remember, Jehovah, for the sons of Edom, The day of Jerusalem, Those saying, 'Rase, rase to its foundation!'

O daughter of Babylon, O destroyed one, O the happiness of him who repayeth to thee thy deed, That thou hast done to us.

O the happiness of him who doth seize, And hath dashed thy sucklings on the rock!

By David. I confess Thee, with all my heart, Before the gods I do praise Thee.

I bow myself toward Thy holy temple, And I confess Thy name, For Thy kindness, and for Thy truth, For Thou hast made great Thy saying above all Thy name.

In the day I called, when Thou dost answer me, Thou dost strengthen me in my soul [with] strength.

O Jehovah, all kings of earth confess Thee, When they have heard the sayings of Thy mouth.

And they sing in the ways of Jehovah, For great [is] the honour of Jehovah.

For high [is] Jehovah, and the lowly He seeth, And the haughty from afar He knoweth.

If I walk in the midst of distress Thou quickenest me, Against the anger of mine enemies Thou sendest forth Thy hand, And Thy right hand doth save me.

Jehovah doth perfect for me, O Jehovah, Thy kindness [is] to the age, The works of Thy hands let not fall!

To the Overseer. — A Psalm by David. Jehovah, Thou hast searched me, and knowest.

Thou — Thou hast known my sitting down, And my rising up, Thou hast attended to my thoughts from afar.

My path and my couch Thou hast fanned, And [with] all my ways hast been acquainted.

For there is not a word in my tongue, Lo, O Jehovah, Thou hast known it all!

Behind and before Thou hast besieged me, And Thou dost place on me Thy hand.

Knowledge too wonderful for me, It hath been set on high, I am not able for it.

Whither do I go from Thy Spirit? And whither from Thy face do I flee?

If I ascend the heavens — there Thou [art], And spread out a couch in Sheol, lo, Thee!

I take the wings of morning, I dwell in the uttermost part of the sea,

Also there Thy hand doth lead me, And Thy right hand doth hold me.

And I say, 'Surely darkness bruiseth me, Then night [is] light to me.

Also darkness hideth not from Thee, And night as day shineth, as [is] darkness so [is] light.

For Thou — Thou hast possessed my reins, Thou dost cover me in my mother's belly.

I confess Thee, because that [with] wonders I have been distinguished. Wonderful [are] Thy works, And my soul is knowing [it] well.

My substance was not hid from Thee, When I was made in secret, Curiously wrought in the lower part of earth.

Mine unformed substance Thine eyes saw, And on Thy book all of them are written, The days they were formed — And not one among them.

And to me how precious have been Thy thoughts, O God, how great hath been their sum!

I recount them! than the sand they are more, I have waked, and I am still with Thee.

Dost Thou slay, O God, the wicked? Then, men of blood, turn aside from me!

Who exchange Thee for wickedness, Lifted up to vanity [are] Thine enemies.

Do not I hate, Jehovah, those hating Thee? And with Thy withstanders grieve myself?

[With] perfect hatred I have hated them, Enemies they have become to me.

Search me, O God, and know my heart, Try me, and know my thoughts,

And see if a grievous way be in me, And lead me in a way age-during!

To the Overseer. — A Psalm of David. Deliver me, O Jehovah, from an evil man, From one of violence Thou keepest me.

Who have devised evils in the heart, All the day they assemble [for] wars.

They sharpened their tongue as a serpent, Poison of an adder [is] under their lips. Selah.

Preserve me, Jehovah, from the hands of the wicked, From one of violence Thou keepest me, Who have devised to overthrow my steps.

The proud hid a snare for me — and cords, They spread a net by the side of the path, Snares they have set for me. Selah.

I have said to Jehovah, 'My God [art] Thou, Hear, Jehovah, the voice of my supplications.'

O Jehovah, my Lord, strength of my salvation, Thou hast covered my head in the day of armour.

Grant not, O Jehovah, the desires of the wicked, His wicked device bring not forth, They are high. Selah.

The chief of my surrounders, The perverseness of their lips covereth them.

They cause to fall on themselves burning coals, Into fire He doth cast them, Into deep pits — they arise not.

A talkative man is not established in the earth, One of violence — evil hunteth to overflowing.

I have known that Jehovah doth execute The judgment of the afflicted, The judgment of the needy.

Only — the righteous give thanks to Thy name, The upright do dwell with Thy presence!

A Psalm, by David. O Jehovah, I have called Thee, haste to me, Give ear [to] my voice when I call to Thee.

My prayer is prepared — incense before Thee, The lifting up of my hands — the evening present.

Set, O Jehovah, a watch for my mouth, Watch Thou over the door of my lips.

Incline not my heart to an evil thing, To do habitually actions in wickedness, With men working iniquity, Yea, I eat not of their pleasant things.

The righteous doth beat me [in] kindness. And doth reprove me, Oil of the head my head disalloweth not, For still my prayer [is] about their vexations.

Their judges have been released by the sides of a rock, And they have heard my sayings, For they have been pleasant.

As one tilling and ripping up in the land, Have our bones been scattered at the command of Saul.

But to Thee, O Jehovah, my Lord, [are] mine eyes, In Thee I have trusted, Make not bare my soul.

Keep me from the gin they laid for me, Even snares of workers of iniquity.

The wicked fall in their nets together, till I pass over!

An Instruction of David, a Prayer when he is in the cave. My voice [is] unto Jehovah, I cry, My voice [is] unto Jehovah, I entreat grace.

I pour forth before Him my meditation, My distress before Him I declare.

When my spirit hath been feeble in me, Then Thou hast known my path; In the way [in] which I walk, They have hid a snare for me.

Looking on the right hand — and seeing, And I have none recognizing; Perished hath refuge from me, There is none inquiring for my soul.

I have cried unto thee, O Jehovah, I have said, 'Thou [art] my refuge, My portion in the land of the living.'

Attend Thou unto my loud cry, For I have become very low, Deliver Thou me from my pursuers, For they have been stronger than I.

Bring forth from prison my soul to confess Thy name, The righteous do compass me about, When Thou conferrest benefits upon me!

A Psalm of David. O Jehovah, hear my prayer, Give ear unto my supplications, In Thy faithfulness answer me — in Thy righteousness.

And enter not into judgment with Thy servant, For no one living is justified before Thee.

For an enemy hath pursued my soul, He hath bruised to the earth my life, He hath caused me to dwell in dark places, As the dead of old.

And my spirit in me is become feeble, Within me is my heart become desolate.

I have remembered days of old, I have meditated on all Thine acts, On the work of Thy hand I muse.

I have spread forth my hands unto Thee, My soul [is] as a weary land for Thee. Selah.