Unless Adonai had been my help, my soul would soon have dwelt in the abode of silence.
The dead do not praise Adonai, nor do any who go down into silence.
You pushed me hard to make me fall, but Adonai helped me.
A Song of Ascents. Those who trust in Adonai are like Mount Zion— it cannot be moved, but endures forever.
How long must I have cares in my soul and daily sorrow in my heart? How long will my enemy triumph over me?
Make Your face shine on Your servant. Save me in Your lovingkindness.
Look, the hour is coming—indeed has come—when you will be scattered, each to his own, and you will abandon Me. Yet I am not alone, because the Father is with Me.