The Lord makes a man’s steps secure when he approves of his conduct. | The Lord makes firm the steps of the one who delights in him. |
For the Lord loves the just, and he will not forsake his faithful ones. Those who follow evil paths will be destroyed, and the children of the wicked will be cut off. | For the Lord loves the just and will not forsake his faithful ones. Wrongdoers will be completely destroyed; the offspring of the wicked will perish. |
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O Lord, all my longing is known to you, and my sighs are not hidden from you. | All my longings lie open before you, Lord; my sighing is not hidden from you. |
Hear my prayer, O Lord; do not be deaf to my cry or ignore my weeping. For I am a wayfarer before you, a nomad like all my ancestors. | Hear my prayer, Lord, listen to my cry for help; do not be deaf to my weeping. I dwell with you as a foreigner, a stranger, as all my ancestors were. |
To do your will, O God, is my delight; your law is in my heart. | I desire to do your will, my God; your law is within my heart. |
O Lord, do not withhold your mercy from me; may your kindness and your truth keep me safe forever. | Do not withhold your mercy from me, Lord; may your love and faithfulness always protect me. |
As a deer longs for running streams, so my soul longs for you, O God. | As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, my God. |
My soul thirsts for God, the living God. When shall I come to behold the face of God? | My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When can I go and meet with God? |
The depths of the sea resound in the roar of your waterfalls; all your waves and your breakers sweep over me. | Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfalls; all your waves and breakers have swept over me. |
During the day the Lord grants his kindness, and at night his praise is with me, a prayer to the living God. | By day the Lord directs his love, at night his song is with me— a prayer to the God of my life. |
Why are you so disheartened, O my soul? Why do you sigh within me? Place your hope in God; for I will once again praise him, my Savior and my God. | Why, my soul, are you downcast? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God. |
It was not their own swords that won them the land, nor did their own arms make them victorious; rather, it was your right hand and your arm and the light of your face, because you loved them. | It was not by their sword that they won the land, nor did their arm bring them victory; it was your right hand, your arm, and the light of your face, for you loved them. |