I love the Lord. He heard my voice; he heard my cry for mercy. Because he turned his ear to me, I will call on him as long as I live.
I keep my eyes always on the Lord. With him at my right hand, I will not be shaken.
He leads me beside quiet waters, he restores my soul.
God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea.
How great is your goodness, which you have stored up for those who fear you, which you bestow in the sight of men on those who take refuge in you.
I lift up my eyes to the hills — where does my help come from? My help comes from the LORD, the Maker of heaven and earth.
I love you, O Lord, my strength. The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge. He is my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.
You have made known to me the path of life; you will fill me with joy in your presence, with eternal pleasures at your right hand.
Let those who love the Lord hate evil, for he guards the lives of his faithful ones and delivers them from the hand of the wicked.
Even when I am old and gray, do not forsake me, O God, till I declare your power to the next generation, your might to all who are to come.