Psalm 63 The Message (MSG)

A David Psalm, When He Was out in the Judean Wilderness

63 God—you’re my God!
    I can’t get enough of you!
I’ve worked up such hunger and thirst for God,
    traveling across dry and weary deserts.

^2-4 So here I am in the place of worship, eyes open,
    drinking in your strength and glory.
In your generous love I am really living at last!
    My lips brim praises like fountains.
I bless you every time I take a breath;
    My arms wave like banners of praise to you.

^5-8 I eat my fill of prime rib and gravy;
    I smack my lips. It’s time to shout praises!
If I’m sleepless at midnight,
    I spend the hours in grateful reflection.
Because you’ve always stood up for me,
    I’m free to run and play.
I hold on to you for dear life,
    and you hold me steady as a post.

^9-11 Those who are out to get me are marked for doom,
    marked for death, bound for hell.
They’ll die violent deaths;
    jackals will tear them limb from limb.
But the king is glad in God;
    his true friends spread the joy,
While small-minded gossips
    are gagged for good.

Psalm 62 Good News Translation (GNT)

62 I wait patiently for God to save me;
    I depend on him alone.
² He alone protects and saves me;
    he is my defender,
    and I shall never be defeated.

³ How much longer will all of you attack someone
    who is no stronger than a broken-down fence?
⁴ You only want to bring him down from his place of honor;
    you take pleasure in lies.
You speak words of blessing,
    but in your heart you curse him.

⁵ I depend on God alone;
    I put my hope in him.
⁶ He alone protects and saves me;
    he is my defender,
    and I shall never be defeated.
⁷ My salvation and honor depend on God;
    he is my strong protector;
    he is my shelter.

⁸ Trust in God at all times, my people.
    Tell him all your troubles,
    for he is our refuge.

⁹ Human beings are all like a puff of breath;
    great and small alike are worthless.
Put them on the scales, and they weigh nothing;
    they are lighter than a mere breath.
¹⁰ Don’t put your trust in violence;
    don’t hope to gain anything by robbery;
even if your riches increase,
    don’t depend on them.

¹¹ More than once I have heard God say
    that power belongs to him
¹² and that his love is constant.
You yourself, O Lord, reward everyone according to their deeds.

Psalm 61 New International Version (NIV)

For the director of music. With stringed instruments. Of David.

¹ Hear my cry, O God;
    listen to my prayer.

² From the ends of the earth I call to you,
    I call as my heart grows faint;
    lead me to the rock that is higher than I.
³ For you have been my refuge,
    a strong tower against the foe.

⁴ I long to dwell in your tent forever
    and take refuge in the shelter of your wings.
⁵ For you, God, have heard my vows;
    you have given me the heritage of those who fear your name.

⁶ Increase the days of the king’s life,
    his years for many generations.
⁷ May he be enthroned in God’s presence forever;
    appoint your love and faithfulness to protect him.

⁸ Then I will ever sing in praise of your name
    and fulfill my vows day after day.

Psalm 60 New International Version (NIV)

Psalm 60^[a]

For the director of music. To the tune of “The Lily of the Covenant.” A miktam^[b] of David. For teaching. When he fought Aram Naharaim^[c] and Aram Zobah,^[d] and when Joab returned and struck down twelve thousand Edomites in the Valley of Salt.

¹ You have rejected us, God, and burst upon us;
    you have been angry—now restore us!
² You have shaken the land and torn it open;
    mend its fractures, for it is quaking.
³ You have shown your people desperate times;
    you have given us wine that makes us stagger.
⁴ But for those who fear you, you have raised a banner
    to be unfurled against the bow.^[e]

⁵ Save us and help us with your right hand,
    that those you love may be delivered.
⁶ God has spoken from his sanctuary:
    “In triumph I will parcel out Shechem
    and measure off the Valley of Sukkoth.
⁷ Gilead is mine, and Manasseh is mine;
    Ephraim is my helmet,
    Judah is my scepter.
⁸ Moab is my washbasin,
    on Edom I toss my sandal;
    over Philistia I shout in triumph.”

⁹ Who will bring me to the fortified city?
    Who will lead me to Edom?
¹⁰ Is it not you, God, you who have now rejected us
    and no longer go out with our armies?
¹¹ Give us aid against the enemy,
    for human help is worthless.
¹² With God we will gain the victory,
    and he will trample down our enemies.