| I stretch forth my hands unto thee: my soul thirsteth after thee, as a thirsty land. Selah. | I lift my hands to you in prayer. I thirst for you as parched land thirsts for rain. |
| Cause me to hear thy lovingkindness in the morning; for in thee do I trust: cause me to know the way wherein I should walk; for I lift up my soul unto thee. | Let me hear of your unfailing love each morning, for I am trusting you. Show me where to walk, for I give myself to you. |
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| Teach me to do thy will; for thou art my God: thy spirit is good; lead me into the land of uprightness. | Teach me to do your will, for you are my God. May your gracious Spirit lead me forward on a firm footing. |
| I will extol thee, my God, O king; and I will bless thy name for ever and ever. | I will exalt you, my God and King, and praise your name forever and ever. |
| Great is the Lord, and greatly to be praised; and his greatness is unsearchable. | Great is the Lord! He is most worthy of praise! No one can measure his greatness. |
| The Lord is righteous in all his ways, and holy in all his works. | The Lord is righteous in everything he does; he is filled with kindness. |
| The Lord is nigh unto all them that call upon him, to all that call upon him in truth. | The Lord is close to all who call on him, yes, to all who call on him in truth. |
| The Lord openeth the eyes of the blind: the Lord raiseth them that are bowed down: the Lord loveth the righteous. | The Lord opens the eyes of the blind. The Lord lifts up those who are weighed down. The Lord loves the godly. |
| The Lord preserveth the strangers; he relieveth the fatherless and widow: but the way of the wicked he turneth upside down. | The Lord protects the foreigners among us. He cares for the orphans and widows, but he frustrates the plans of the wicked. |
| He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds. | He heals the brokenhearted and bandages their wounds. |
| For the Lord taketh pleasure in his people: he will beautify the meek with salvation. | For the Lord delights in his people; he crowns the humble with victory. |
| Let every thing that hath breath praise the Lord. Praise ye the Lord. | Let everything that breathes sing praises to the Lord! Praise the Lord! |
