Send forth your hand from on high: rescue me, and free me from many waters, from the hand of the sons of foreigners.
Bless the Lord, O my soul, and do not forget all his recompenses.
O Lord, save your people and bless your inheritance, and reign over them and exalt them, even unto eternity.
A Psalm of David, at the completion of the tabernacle. Bring to the Lord, O sons of God, bring to the Lord the sons of rams.
May those who seek my soul be confounded and awed.
For you, O Lord, are my patience: my hope from my youth, O Lord.
For he will free the poor from the powerful, and the poor one who has no helper.
O Lord, you have blessed your land. You have turned aside the captivity of Jacob.
Hope, when it is delayed, afflicts the soul. The arrival of the desired is a tree of life.
For Hell will not confess to you, and death will not praise you. Those who descend into the pit will not hope for your truth.
For I will not contend unceasingly, and I will not be angry to the end. For I will exhale my breath, and the Spirit will go forth from my face.
And I will wait for the Lord, who has concealed his face from the house of Jacob, and I will stand before him.
men withering away out of fear and out of apprehension over the things that will overwhelm the whole world. For the powers of the heavens will be moved.