Our lives are in his hands, and he keeps our feet from stumbling.
Such people will not be overcome by evil. Those who are righteous will be long remembered.
He will not let you stumble; the one who watches over you will not slumber.
The wicked will not rule the land of the godly, for then the godly might be tempted to do wrong.
Let the rich of the earth feast and worship. Bow before him, all who are mortal, all whose lives will end as dust.
But you, O God, will send the wicked down to the pit of destruction. Murderers and liars will die young, but I am trusting you to save me.
He alone is my rock and my salvation, my fortress where I will never be shaken.
He alone is my rock and my salvation, my fortress where I will not be shaken.
I cried out, “I am slipping!” but your unfailing love, O Lord, supported me.
For in him we live and move and exist. As some of your own poets have said, ‘We are his offspring.’
“He will protect his faithful ones, but the wicked will disappear in darkness. No one will succeed by strength alone.
“Even when you are chased by those who seek to kill you, your life is safe in the care of the Lord your God, secure in his treasure pouch! But the lives of your enemies will disappear like stones shot from a sling!