| The steps of a good man are ordered by the Lord: and he delighteth in his way. | The steps of a good man are ordered by the Lord, And He delights in his way. |
| For the Lord loveth judgment, and forsaketh not his saints; they are preserved for ever: but the seed of the wicked shall be cut off. | For the Lord loves justice, And does not forsake His saints; They are preserved forever, But the descendants of the wicked shall be cut off. |
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| Lord, all my desire is before thee; and my groaning is not hid from thee. | Lord, all my desire is before You; And my sighing is not hidden from You. |
| Hear my prayer, O Lord, and give ear unto my cry; hold not thy peace at my tears: for I am a stranger with thee, and a sojourner, as all my fathers were. | Hear my prayer, O Lord, And give ear to my cry; Do not be silent at my tears; For I am a stranger with You, A sojourner, as all my fathers were. |
| I delight to do thy will, O my God: yea, thy law is within my heart. | I delight to do Your will, O my God, And Your law is within my heart. |
| Withhold not thou thy tender mercies from me, O Lord: let thy lovingkindness and thy truth continually preserve me. | Do not withhold Your tender mercies from me, O Lord; Let Your lovingkindness and Your truth continually preserve me. |
| As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God. | As the deer pants for the water brooks, So pants my soul for You, O God. |
| My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God? | My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and appear before God? |
| Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me. | Deep calls unto deep at the noise of Your waterfalls; All Your waves and billows have gone over me. |
| Yet the Lord will command his lovingkindness in the day time, and in the night his song shall be with me, and my prayer unto the God of my life. | The Lord will command His lovingkindness in the daytime, And in the night His song shall be with me— A prayer to the God of my life. |
| Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God. | Why are you cast down, O my soul? And why are you disquieted within me? Hope in God; For I shall yet praise Him, The help of my countenance and my God. |
| For they got not the land in possession by their own sword, neither did their own arm save them: but thy right hand, and thine arm, and the light of thy countenance, because thou hadst a favour unto them. | For they did not gain possession of the land by their own sword, Nor did their own arm save them; But it was Your right hand, Your arm, and the light of Your countenance, Because You favored them. |
