| Truly he is my rock and my salvation; he is my fortress, I will never be shaken. | He alone is my rock and my salvation, my fortress; I shall never be shaken. |
| Yes, my soul, find rest in God; my hope comes from him. | For God alone my soul waits in silence, for my hope is from him. |
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| Truly he is my rock and my salvation; he is my fortress, I will not be shaken. | He alone is my rock and my salvation, my fortress; I shall not be shaken. |
| My salvation and my honor depend on God; he is my mighty rock, my refuge. | On God rests my deliverance and my honor; my mighty rock, my refuge is in God. |
| “And with you, Lord, is unfailing love”; and, “You reward everyone according to what they have done.” | And steadfast love belongs to you, O Lord. For you repay to all according to their work. |
| You, God, are my God, earnestly I seek you; I thirst for you, my whole being longs for you, in a dry and parched land where there is no water. | O God, you are my God, I seek you, my soul thirsts for you; my flesh faints for you, as in a dry and weary land where there is no water. |
| Because your love is better than life, my lips will glorify you. I will praise you as long as I live, and in your name I will lift up my hands. | Because your steadfast love is better than life, my lips will praise you. So I will bless you as long as I live; I will lift up my hands and call on your name. |
| For you, God, tested us; you refined us like silver. | For you, O God, have tested us; you have tried us as silver is tried. |
| I cried out to him with my mouth; his praise was on my tongue. | I cried aloud to him, and he was extolled with my tongue. |
| May God bless us still, so that all the ends of the earth will fear him. | May God continue to bless us; let all the ends of the earth revere him. |
| Sing to God, sing in praise of his name, extol him who rides on the clouds; rejoice before him—his name is the Lord. A father to the fatherless, a defender of widows, is God in his holy dwelling. | Sing to God, sing praises to his name; lift up a song to him who rides upon the clouds — his name is the Lord— be exultant before him. Father of orphans and protector of widows is God in his holy habitation. |
| God sets the lonely in families, he leads out the prisoners with singing; but the rebellious live in a sun-scorched land. | God gives the desolate a home to live in; he leads out the prisoners to prosperity, but the rebellious live in a parched land. |
| Praise be to the Lord, to God our Savior, who daily bears our burdens. | Blessed be the Lord, who daily bears us up; God is our salvation. Selah |
