Lord, I am in great trouble, so I call out to you.
I look up to the hills, but where does my help come from?
I was happy when they said to me, “Let’s go to the Temple of the Lord.”
Lord, I look upward to you, you who live in heaven.
What if the Lord had not been on our side? (Let Israel repeat this.)
Those who trust the Lord are like Mount Zion, which sits unmoved forever.
When the Lord brought the prisoners back to Jerusalem, it seemed as if we were dreaming.
If the Lord doesn’t build the house, the builders are working for nothing. If the Lord doesn’t guard the city, the guards are watching for nothing.
Happy are those who respect the Lord and obey him.
They have treated me badly all my life. (Let Israel repeat this.)
The Lord reached down from above and took me; he pulled me from the deep water.
He lifted me out of the pit of destruction, out of the sticky mud. He stood me on a rock and made my feet steady.
Troubles have come again and again, sounding like waterfalls. Your waves are crashing all around me.
You have given me many troubles and bad times, but you will give me life again. When I am almost dead, you will keep me alive.
While Jesus lived on earth, he prayed to God and asked God for help. He prayed with loud cries and tears to the One who could save him from death, and his prayer was heard because he trusted God.
