| The Lord makes firm the steps of the one who delights in him. | The steps of a man are established by the Lord, when he delights in his way. |
| 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. | For the Lord loves justice; he will not forsake his saints. They are preserved forever, but the children of the wicked shall be cut off. |
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| All my longings lie open before you, Lord; my sighing is not hidden from you. | O Lord, all my longing is before you; my sighing is not hidden from you. |
| 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. | Hear my prayer, O Lord, and give ear to my cry; hold not your peace at my tears! For I am a sojourner with you, a guest, like all my fathers. |
| I desire to do your will, my God; your law is within my heart. | I delight to do your will, O my God; your law is within my heart. |
| Do not withhold your mercy from me, Lord; may your love and faithfulness always protect me. | As for you, O Lord, you will not restrain your mercy from me; your steadfast love and your faithfulness will ever preserve me! |
| As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, my God. | As a deer pants for flowing streams, so pants my soul for you, O God. |
| My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When can I go and meet with God? | My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and appear before God? |
| Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfalls; all your waves and breakers have swept over me. | Deep calls to deep at the roar of your waterfalls; all your breakers and your waves have gone over me. |
| By day the Lord directs his love, at night his song is with me— a prayer to the God of my life. | By day the Lord commands his steadfast love, and at night his song is with me, a prayer to the God of my life. |
| 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. | Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you in turmoil within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise him, my salvation and my God. |
| 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. | For not by their own sword did they win the land, nor did their own arm save them, but your right hand and your arm, and the light of your face, for you delighted in them. |
