⁰Of David. A poem.

¹Blessed is the one whose transgression is carried away, whose sin is covered.

²Blessed is the person to whom Yahweh does not reckon guilt, and in whose breath there is no deceit.

³When I kept silent, my bones wore out, in my roaring all day long.

⁴For by day and night your hand was heavy upon me; my juices were turned into the parching heat of summer. Selah.

⁵My sin I made known to you, and my guilt I did not cover; I said, I will confess my transgressions to Yahweh; and you lifted away the guilt of my sin. Selah.

⁶For this let every faithful one pray to you at a time of finding; surely the flood of great waters will not reach him.

⁷You are a hiding place for me; from the tight place you keep me; with shouts of rescue you surround me. Selah.

⁸I will give you insight and I will point out to you the way that you will go; I will counsel you, with my eye upon you.

⁹Do not be like a horse, like a mule, that has no discernment; with bridle and halter its trappings must be held in, lest it come near you.

¹⁰Many are the pains of the wicked; but the one who trusts in Yahweh, loyal love surrounds him.

¹¹Be glad in Yahweh and rejoice, you righteous, and ring out for joy, all you upright of heart.