Psalms 27
1 Of David. The Lord is my light and my salvation; who is then a cause of fear to me? the Lord is the strength of my life; who is a danger to me?
David’s. Yahweh, is my light and my salvation, Of whom shall I be afraid? Yahweh, is the refuge of my life, Of whom shall I be in dread?
2 When evil-doers, even my haters, came on me to put an end to me, they were broken and put to shame.
When there drew near against me evil-doers to devour my flesh, mine adversaries, and mine enemies—mine!—they, stumbled and fell!
3 Even if an army came against me with its tents, my heart would have no fear: if war was made on me, my faith would not be moved.
Though there pitch against me—a camp, my heart shall not fear, —Though there come up against me—a battle, still, am I confident.
4 One prayer have I made to the Lord, and this is my heart's desire; that I may have a place in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, looking on his glory, and getting wisdom in his Temple.
One thing, have I asked of Yahweh, That, will I seek to secure, —That I may dwell in the house of Yahweh, all the days of my life, To view the delightfulness of Yahweh, And to contemplate in his temple.
5 For in the time of trouble he will keep me safe in his tent: in the secret place of his tent he will keep me from men's eyes; high on a rock he will put me.
For he will hide me in his pavilion, in the day of calamity, —He will conceal me, in the secrecy of his tent, Within a rock, will he set me on high.
6 And now my head will be lifted up higher than my haters who are round me: because of this I will make offerings of joy in his tent; I will make a song, truly I will make a song of praise to the Lord.
Now, therefore, shall my head be raised high above my foes round about me, and I will sacrifice in his tent the sacrifices of triumphant joy, I will sing and touch the strings, to Yahweh.
7 O Lord, let the voice of my cry come to your ears: have mercy on me, and give me an answer.
Hear, O Yahweh, With my voice, do I cry, Oh then show me favour and answer me.
8 When you said, Make search for my face, my heart said to you, For your face will I make my search.
To thee, said my heart—[When thou saidst] Seek ye my face—Thy face, O Yahweh, will I seek!
9 Let not your face be covered from me; do not put away your servant in wrath; you have been my help: do not give me up or take your support from me, O God of my salvation.
Do not hide thy face from me, Do not repulse, in thine anger, thine own servant, —My help, thou hast been, Do not send me away nor forsake me, O my saving God!
10 When my father and my mother are turned away from me, then the Lord will be my support.
When, my own father and mother, had forsaken me, Then, Yahweh, took me up!
11 Make your way clear to me, O Lord, guiding me by the right way, because of my haters.
Point out to me, O Yahweh, thy way, —And guide me in a level path, because of mine adversaries.
12 Do not give me into their hands, because false witnesses have come out against me, and men breathing destruction.
Do not give me up unto the desire of mine adversaries, for there have risen up against me witnesses that are false, and he that fanneth up violence.
13 I had almost given up my hope of seeing the blessing of the Lord in the land of the living.
I believe that I shall see—The goodness of Yahweh in the land of the living,
14 Let your hope be in the Lord: take heart and be strong; yes, let your hope be in the Lord.
Wait thou for Yahweh, —Be strong, and let thy heart be bold, Wait, then, for Yahweh!
