| The Lord makes firm the steps of the one who delights in him. | A man’s steps are established by Yahweh. 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 Yahweh loves justice, and doesn’t 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. | Lord, all my desire is before you. My groaning 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, Yahweh, and give ear to my cry. Don’t be silent at my tears. For I am a stranger with you, a foreigner, as all my fathers were. |
| I desire to do your will, my God; your law is within my heart. | I delight to do your will, my God. Yes, your law is within my heart. |
| Do not withhold your mercy from me, Lord; may your love and faithfulness always protect me. | Don’t withhold your tender mercies from me, Yahweh. Let your loving kindness and your truth continually preserve me. |
| As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, my God. | As the deer pants for the water brooks, so my soul pants after you, 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 noise of your waterfalls. All your waves and your billows have swept over me. |
| By day the Lord directs his love, at night his song is with me— a prayer to the God of my life. | Yahweh will command his loving kindness in the daytime. In the night his song shall be 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 in despair, my soul? Why are you disturbed within me? Hope in God! For I shall still praise him, the saving help of my countenance, 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 they didn’t get the land in possession by their own sword, neither did their own arm save them; but your right hand, your arm, and the light of your face, because you were favorable to them. |
