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Psalm 100
Make a joyful noise to Yahweh, all you lands.
2 Serve Yahweh with gladness:
Come before his presence with singing.
3 Know that Yahweh, he is Elohim:
It is he that has made us, and not we ourselves;
We are his people, and the sheep of his pasture.
4 Enter into his gates with thanksgiving,
And into his courts with praise:
Give thanks to him, and bless his name.
5 For Yahweh is good; his lovingkindness endures forever,
And his faithfulness to all generations.
A Psalm of David.
Psalm 101
I will sing of lovingkindness and justice:
To you, O Yahweh, will I sing praises.
2 I will behave myself wisely in a perfect way:
Oh when will you come to me?
I will walk within my house with a perfect heart.
3 I will set no base thing before my eyes:
I hate the work of them that turn aside;
It shall not cling to me.
4 A perverse heart shall depart from me:
I will know no evil thing.
5 Whoever privately slanders his neighbor will I destroy:
Him that has a high look and a proud heart will I not suffer.
6 My eyes shall be upon the faithful of the land, that they may dwell with me:
He that walks in a perfect way, he shall minister to me.
7 He that works deceit shall not dwell within my house:
He that speaks falsehood shall not be established before my eyes.
8 Morning by morning will I destroy all the wicked of the land;
To cut off all the workers of iniquity from the city of Yahweh.
A Prayer of the afflicted, when he is overwhelmed, and pours out his complaint before Yahweh.
Psalm 102
Hear my prayer, O Yahweh,
And let my cry come to you.
2 Hide not your face from me in the day of my distress:
Incline your ear to me;
In the day when I call answer me speedily.
3 For my days consume away like smoke,
And my bones are burned as a firebrand.
4 My heart is struck like grass, and withered;
For I forget to eat my bread.
5 By reason of the voice of my groaning
My bones hold fast to my flesh.
6 I am like a pelican of the wilderness;
I have become as an owl of the waste places.
7 I watch, and have become like a sparrow
That is alone upon the housetop.
8 My enemies reproach me all the day;
They that are mad against me curse by me.
9 For I have eaten ashes like bread,
And mingled my drink with weeping,
10 Because of your indignation and your wrath:
For you have taken me up, and cast me away.
11 My days are like a shadow that declines;
And I am withered like grass.
12 But you, O Yahweh, will remain forever;
And your memorial name to all generations.
13 You will arise, and have mercy upon Zion;
For it is time to have pity upon her,
Yes, the set time is come.
14 For your servants take pleasure in her stones,
And have pity upon her dust.
15 So the nations shall fear the name of Yahweh,
And all the kings of the earth your glory:
16 For Yahweh has built up Zion;
He has appeared in his glory;
17 He has regarded the prayer of the destitute,
And has not despised their prayer.
18 This shall be written for the generation to come;
And a people which shall be created shall praise Yah.
19 For he has looked down from the height of his sanctuary;
From heaven did Yahweh behold the earth;
20 To hear the sighing of the prisoner;
To loose those that are appointed to death;
21 That men may declare the name of Yahweh in Zion,
And his praise in Jerusalem;
22 When the peoples have gathered together,
And the kingdoms, to serve Yahweh.
23 He weakened my strength in the way;
He shortened my days.
24 I said, O my El, take me not away in the middle of my days:
Your years are throughout all generations.
25 Of old did you lay the foundation of the earth;
And the heavens are the work of your hands.
26 They shall perish, but you shall endure;
Yes, all of them shall grow old like a garment;
As a garment shall you change them, and they shall be changed:
27 But you are the same,
And your years shall have no end.
28 The children of your servants shall continue,
And their seed shall be established before you.
A Psalm of David.
