1 O Lord, God of my salvation, ♦︎
I have cried day and night before you.
2 Let my prayer come into your presence; ♦︎
incline your ear to my cry.
3 For my soul is full of troubles; ♦︎
my life draws near to the land of death.
4 I am counted as one gone down to the Pit; ♦︎
I am like one that has no strength,
5 Lost among the dead, ♦︎
like the slain who lie in the grave,
6 Whom you remember no more, ♦︎
for they are cut off from your hand.
7 You have laid me in the lowest pit, ♦︎
in a place of darkness in the abyss.
8 Your anger lies heavy upon me, ♦︎
and you have afflicted me with all your waves.
9 You have put my friends far from me ♦︎
and made me to be abhorred by them.
10 I am so fast in prison that I cannot get free; ♦︎
my eyes fail from all my trouble.
11 Lord, I have called daily upon you; ♦︎
I have stretched out my hands to you.
12 Do you work wonders for the dead? ♦︎
Will the shades stand up and praise you?
13 Shall your loving-kindness be declared in the grave, ♦︎
your faithfulness in the land of destruction?
14 Shall your wonders be known in the dark ♦︎
or your righteous deeds in the land where all is forgotten?
15 But as for me, O Lord, I will cry to you; ♦︎
early in the morning my prayer shall come before you.
16 Lord, why have you rejected my soul? ♦︎
Why have you hidden your face from me?
17 I have been wretched and at the point of death from my youth; ♦︎
I suffer your terrors and am no more seen.
18 Your wrath sweeps over me; ♦︎
your horrors are come to destroy me;
19 All day long they come about me like water; ♦︎
they close me in on every side.
20 Lover and friend have you put far from me ♦︎
and hid my companions out of my sight.
1 O come, let us sing to the Lord; ♦︎
let us heartily rejoice in the rock of our salvation.
2 Let us come into his presence with thanksgiving ♦︎
and be glad in him with psalms.
3 For the Lord is a great God ♦︎
and a great king above all gods.
4 In his hand are the depths of the earth ♦︎
and the heights of the mountains are his also.
5 The sea is his, for he made it, ♦︎
and his hands have moulded the dry land.
6 Come, let us worship and bow down ♦︎
and kneel before the Lord our Maker.
7 For he is our God; ♦︎
we are the people of his pasture and the sheep of his hand.
8 O that today you would listen to his voice: ♦︎
Harden not your hearts as at Meribah,
on that day at Massah in the wilderness,
9 When your forebears tested me, and put me to the proof, ♦︎
though they had seen my works.
10 Forty years long I detested that generation and said, ♦︎
This people are wayward in their hearts;
they do not know my ways.
11 So I swore in my wrath, ♦︎
They shall not enter into my rest.