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8 But to thee are my eyes directed,

In thee is my trust;

Let not my life be poured out! 9 Preserve me from the snares, which they have laid

for me,

And from the gins of evil-doers ! 10 Let the wicked fall into their own nets together,

Whilst I make my escape !

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The Hebrew title of this psalm is ambiguous, since David is said to have

been in the cave of Adullam, 1 Sam. ch. xxii., and in that of Engedi, ch. xxiv. It has been remarked that the title may have been suggested by a misapprehension of the phrase, “ Bring me out of prison,” in verse seventh.

A psalm of David ; a prayer, when he was in the cave. 1 I cry unto the Lord with my voice; With my voice to the Lord do I make my supplica

tion. 2 I pour out my complaint before him;

I declare before him my distress.
3 When my spirit was overwhelmed,

Thou knewest my path !
In the way, which I walk, they nave hid a snare for


4 I look on my right hand, and behold ;

But no man will know me;
Refuge faileth me;

No one careth for me.
5 I cry unto thee, O Lord !

I say, Thou art my refuge ;
My portion in the land of the living.

6 Attend to my cry, for I am brought very low;

Deliver me from my persecutors,

For they prevail against me! 7 Bring me out of prison,

That I may praise thy name !
The righteous shall gather around me,
When thou shalt show me thy favor.


A prayer for deliverance from enemies. Commonly supposed to have been

composed by David during the rebellion of Absalom. Some, however, regard it as one of the psalms of lamentation, composed for the use of the whole people, and representing them under the image of a person in distress.

A psalm of David. 1 HEAR my prayer, O Lord! give ear to my suppli

cations; In thy faithfulness answer me, and in thy righteous

ness! 2 Enter not into judgment with thy servant,

For no man living is righteous before thee. 3 For my enemy pursueth me ;

He hath smitten me to the ground;
He hath made me dwell in darkness,

As those that have been long dead.
4 My spirit within me is overwhelmed ;

My heart within me is desolate. 5 I remember the days of old ;

I meditate on all thy works ;

I muse on the deeds of thy hands. 6 I stretch forth my hands unto thee ;

My soul thirsteth for thee, like a parched land.

7 Hear me speedily, O Jehovah !

My spirit faileth ;
Hide not thy face from me,

For I am become like those who go down to the pit! 8 Cause me to see thy goodness speedily !

For in thee do I trust;
Make known to me the way which I should take !

For to thee do I lift up my soul.
9 Deliver me, O Lord, from mine enemies !
For to thee do I disclose


distress. 10 Teach me to do thy will,

For thou art my God!

Let thy good spirit lead me in a smooth way! 11 Revive me, 0 Jehovah, for thy name's sake! According to thy goodness, bring me out of my dis

tress! 12 According to thy compassion, cut off mine enemies,

And destroy all that distress me!
For I am thy servant.


Prayer against enemies, and supplication for blessings upon the people. By

some critics this psalm is supposed to refer to the war of David with the Ammonites, 2 Sam. ch. x. De Wette brings forward several arguments to show that this psalm is an imitation, or compilation, of a later age than that of David. Verse tenth, in its connexion, is rather against the supposition that David is the author, though it may have suggested the Hebrew title.

A psalm of David.
Blessed be Jehovah, my rock,
Who teacheth my hands to war,
And my fingers to fight !

2 He, who is my patron, and my fortress;

My high tower, and my deliverer ;
My shield, in whom I seek refuge,

Who subdueth the nations under me.
3 Lord, what is man, that thou art mindful of him,

Or the son of man, that thou makest account of him? 4 Man is like a vapor ;

His life is like a shadow, that passeth away.

5 Bow thy heavens, O Lord, and come down;

Touch the mountains, that they may smoke ! 6 Cast forth lightnings, and scatter them;

Shoot forth thine arrows, and destroy them! 7 Send forth thine hand from above ;

Rescue and save me from deep waters ;

From the hands of children of a foreign land, 8 Whose mouth uttereth deceit,

And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood !

9 I will sing to thee a new song, O God !

Upon a ten-stringed psaltery will I sing praise to thee; 10 To thee, who givest victory to kings, Who deliverest David, thy servant, from the destruc

iive sword ! 11 Rescue and deliver me from the hands of children of

a foreign land,
Whose mouth uttereth deceit,

And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood ! 12 That our sons may be as plants,

Grown up in their youth;
Our daughters as well-polished corner-pillars,
In the style of a palace !

13 That our garners may be full,

Affording all kinds of store ;
That our sheep may bring forth thousands,

And ten-thousands in our streets ; 14 That our herds may be fruitful ;

That there be no breaking in, nor going out,

And no outcry in our streets. 15 Happy the people, that is in such a state;

Yea, happy the people, whose God is Jehovah !


Praise to God for his righteous and merciful government, and kind provi

dence. This is one of the alphabetic psalms.

A song of praise. By David.

1 I will extol thee, my God, my King !

I will praise thy name for ever and ever ! 2 Every day will I bless thee,

And praise thy name for ever and ever. 3 Great is Jehovah, and greatly to be praised ;

Yea, his greatness is unsearchable. 4 One generation shall praise thy works to another,

And shall declare thy mighty deeds. 5 I will speak of the glorious splendor of thy majesty,

And of thy wonderful works. 6 Men shall speak of the might of thy terrible acts,

And I will declare thy greatness. 7 They shall proclaim the praise of thy great goodness,

And sing of thy bounty.


Jehovah is gracious, and full of compassion,
Slow to anger, and rich in mercy.

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