Chapter 4

¹{To the chief Musician. On stringed instruments. A Psalm of David.} When I call, answer me, O God of my righteousness: in pressure thou hast enlarged me; be gracious unto me, and hear my prayer. ²Ye sons of men, till when is my glory [to be put] to shame? [How long] will ye love vanity, will ye seek after a lie? Selah. ³But know that Jehovah hath set apart the pious [man] for himself: Jehovah will hear when I call unto him. ⁴Be moved with anger, and sin not; meditate in your own hearts upon your bed, and be still. Selah. ⁵Offer sacrifices of righteousness, and confide in Jehovah. ⁶Many say, Who shall cause us to see good? Lift up upon us the light of thy countenance, O Jehovah. ⁷Thou hast put joy in my heart, more than in the time that their corn and their new wine was in abundance. ⁸In peace will I both lay me down and sleep; for thou, Jehovah, alone makest me to dwell in safety.