A psalmist

You're truly happy when you love the LORD's teaching and keep turning it over, day and night. You're like a tree by a stream. Fruit when it's time. Leaves that don't dry up.

Replying to @apsalmist

The other road? Chaff. The wind just takes it.

He'll cover you with his feathers. Under his wings you'll find shelter.

Good people will still be bearing fruit when they're old. Still green, still full of life.

When the worry in me was too much, your comfort brought me joy.

If you hear his voice today, don't harden your hearts.

He made us, and we're his. His people, the sheep of his pasture. Go in through his gates saying thank you.

Can't sleep. I'm like an owl in the ruins. A lonely bird on a roof.

Things God made, according to this song: 1. Grass for the cattle. 2. Wine to make people happy. 3. Oil to make faces shine. 4. Bread to keep us going. 5. Leviathan, just to play in the sea.

At Horeb they made a calf. Swapped their glorious God for a statue of a bull that eats grass.

An Israelite in the camp@israelite.campAaron asked for everyone’s gold earrings. Now there’s a calf. He’s built an altar in front of it and says tomorrow is a festival to the LORD.

Sailors know. Waves up to the sky and down to the depths. Reeling and staggering like drunks, at their wits' end. They cry to the LORD, and he hushes the storm to a whisper.

He lifts the poor out of the dust and sits them with princes. He gives the woman with no children a home, and makes her a happy mother.

The sea saw it and ran. The mountains skipped like rams. So, sea, what was wrong? Why did you run?

Their idols, a quick review: Mouths. Can't speak. Eyes. Can't see. Ears. Can't hear. Noses. Can't smell. Feet. Can't walk. And the people who make them will end up just like them.

I love the LORD, because he heard me. He bent down and listened.

Shortest song in the book. Two lines. Praise the LORD, all you nations: his love for us is great, and his faithfulness lasts for ever. That's it. That's the song.

The stone the builders threw out has become the cornerstone.

This is the day the LORD has made. Let's be glad in it.

This one's 176 verses long. Twenty-two sections, one for each letter of the Hebrew alphabet, and nearly every line is about God's word. It opens: people who live clean lives, who follow the LORD's teaching, are truly happy.

And this is the line everyone knows. Your word is a lamp for my feet and a light on my path.

A psalmist@apsalmistThis one's 176 verses long. Twenty-two sections, one for each letter of the Hebrew alphabet, and nearly every line is about God's word. It opens: people who live clean lives, who follow the LORD's teaching, are truly happy.

I'm for peace. The moment I open my mouth, they're for war.

I look up at the hills. Where's my help coming from? My help comes from the LORD, who made heaven and earth. He won't let your foot slip. The one who watches over you never dozes off. He never sleeps.

Replying to @theisraelites

The ones who sow in tears will harvest with shouts of joy.

I'm crying out to you from the depths, LORD. If you kept a record of our wrongs, who could stand? But with you there's forgiveness.

Replying to @apsalmist

I wait for the Lord more than the night watch waits for morning. More than the night watch waits for morning.

To everyone serving through the night in the house of the LORD: lift your hands in the sanctuary and praise him.

Give thanks to the LORD, because he's good. He made the skies. He made the sun to rule the day, and the moon and stars to rule the night. Every line of this song gets the same answer. You know it.

Jerusalem's gone, and they've marched us off to Babylon. By its rivers we sat down and cried when we remembered Zion. We hung our harps on the willows.

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How are we supposed to sing the LORD's song in a foreign land?

If I forget you, Jerusalem, may my right hand stop working.

Don't put your trust in princes. Their breath goes, they go back to the ground, and that same day their plans come to nothing.

He heals the broken-hearted and bandages their wounds. He counts the stars and calls every one of them by name.

Everything told to praise the LORD in this one: 1. Angels. 2. Sun, moon and stars. 3. Sea monsters. 4. Lightning, hail, snow and clouds. 5. Mountains, fruit trees, cedars. 6. Wild animals, cattle, birds and things that crawl. 7. Kings. 8. Young men and young women. 9. Old and young together.

Praise him with the horn. With harp and lyre. With tambourine and dancing. With strings and flute. With cymbals. Loud cymbals. Crashing cymbals. Let everything that has breath praise the LORD.