Lord, remember David and all his self-denial.
“They have greatly oppressed me from my youth,” let Israel say;
I call on the Lord in my distress, and he answers me.
Remember, Lord, what has happened to us; look, and see our disgrace.
I remember my affliction and my wandering, the bitterness and the gall.
My heart is not proud, Lord, my eyes are not haughty; I do not concern myself with great matters or things too wonderful for me.
Out of the depths I cry to you, Lord;
Blessed are all who fear the Lord, who walk in obedience to him.
Unless the Lord builds the house, the builders labor in vain. Unless the Lord watches over the city, the guards stand watch in vain.
When the Lord restored the fortunes of Zion, we were like those who dreamed.
Those who trust in the Lord are like Mount Zion, which cannot be shaken but endures forever.
If the Lord had not been on our side— let Israel say—
I lift up my eyes to you, to you who sit enthroned in heaven.
I rejoiced with those who said to me, “Let us go to the house of the Lord.”
I lift up my eyes to the mountains— where does my help come from?
God heard their groaning and he remembered his covenant with Abraham, with Isaac and with Jacob.
But God remembered Noah and all the wild animals and the livestock that were with him in the ark, and he sent a wind over the earth, and the waters receded.
Look on my affliction and my distress and take away all my sins.
