⁰To the choirmaster, with stringed instruments, a psalm of David.

¹When I call, answer me, God of my righteousness; in the tight place you made room for me; show favor to me and hear my prayer.

²Sons of man, how long will my weightiness be turned to disgrace? Will you love emptiness, will you seek a lie? Selah.

³And know that Yahweh has set apart the faithful one for himself; Yahweh hears when I call to him.

⁴Tremble, and do not sin; speak in your heart, on your bed, and be still. Selah.

⁵Sacrifice the sacrifices of righteousness, and trust in Yahweh.

⁶Many are saying, Who will show us good? Lift up the light of your face over us, Yahweh.

⁷You have put gladness in my heart, more than when their grain and their new wine were many.

⁸In wholeness, at once, I will lie down and sleep; for you alone, Yahweh, make me dwell in security.