Make Your face shine on Your servant. Save me in Your lovingkindness.
The dead do not praise Adonai, nor do any who go down into silence.
For the music director, a psalm of David.
I sought Adonai, and He answered me, and delivered me from all my fears.
May they be ashamed and humiliated, those who rejoice over my misery. May they who exalt themselves over me be clothed with shame and disgrace.
May those who seek my life be ashamed and disgraced. May they be turned back and humiliated —those who plot evil against me.
Many are asking, “Who will show us some good?” May the light of Your face shine upon us, Adonai!
Adonai has heard my cry for mercy. Adonai accepts my prayer:
Also my tongue will tell of Your righteousness all day. For those who seek my hurt have been put to shame and confusion.
O God, restore us, make Your face shine, and we will be saved.
Elohei-Tzva’ot, restore us, and make Your face shine, and we will be saved.
Unless Adonai had been my help, my soul would soon have dwelt in the abode of silence.
But Adonai is with me like a dreadful warrior. Therefore my persecutors will stumble and will not prevail. Since they are not insightful and not wise, they will be utterly shamed— an everlasting disgrace, never to be forgotten.
Multitudes who sleep in the dust of the earth will awake—some to everlasting life, and others to shame and everlasting contempt.
He guards the steps of His godly ones, but the wicked are silenced in darkness. For one does not prevail by might.