Psalm 24

For God founded it on the seas, established it over the rivers.

Who may go up the mountain of the LORD? Who can stand in his holy place?

"The clean of hand and pure of heart, who are not devoted to idols, who have not sworn falsely.

They will receive blessings from the LORD, and justice from their saving God.

Such are the people that love the LORD, that seek the face of the God of Jacob."

Lift up your heads, O gates; rise up, you ancient portals, that the king of glory may enter.

Who is this king of glory? The LORD, a mighty warrior, the LORD, mighty in battle.

Lift up your heads, O gates; rise up, you ancient portals, that the king of glory may enter.

Who is this king of glory? The LORD of hosts is the king of glory.

Habakkuk 3

O LORD, I have heard your renown, and feared, O LORD, your work. In the course of the years revive it, in the course of the years make it known; in your wrath remember compassion!

God comes from Teman , the Holy One from Mount Paran. Covered are the heavens with his glory, and with his praise the earth is filled.

His splendor spreads like the light; rays shine forth from beside him, where his power is concealed.

Before him goes pestilence, and the plague follows in his steps.

He pauses to survey the earth; his look makes the nations tremble. The eternal mountains are shattered, the age-old hills bow low along his ancient ways.

I see the tents of Cushan collapse; trembling are the pavilions of the land of Midian.

Is your anger against the streams, O LORD? Is your wrath against the streams, your rage against the sea, That you drive the steeds of your victorious chariot?

Bared and ready is your bow, filled with arrows is your quiver. Into streams you split the earth;

at sight of you the mountains tremble. A torrent of rain descends; the ocean gives forth its roar. The sun forgets to rise,

the moon remains in its shelter, At the light of your flying arrows, at the gleam of your flashing spear.

In wrath you bestride the earth, in fury you trample the nations.

You come forth to save your people, to save your anointed one. You crush the heads of the wicked, you lay bare their bases at the neck.

You pierce with your shafts the heads of their princes whose boast would be of devouring the wretched in their lair.

You tread the sea with your steeds amid the churning of the deep waters.

I hear, and my body trembles; at the sound, my lips quiver. Decay invades my bones, my legs tremble beneath me. I await the day of distress that will come upon the people who attack us.

For though the fig tree blossom not nor fruit be on the vines, Though the yield of the olive fail and the terraces produce no nourishment, Though the flocks disappear from the fold and there be no herd in the stalls,

Yet will I rejoice in the LORD and exult in my saving God.

GOD, my Lord, is my strength; he makes my feet swift as those of hinds and enables me to go upon the heights. For the leader; with stringed instruments.

Psalm 73

How good God is to the upright, the Lord, to those who are clean of heart!
I But, as for me, I lost my balance; my feet all but slipped,

Because I was envious of the arrogant when I saw the prosperity of the wicked.

For they suffer no pain; their bodies are healthy and sleek.

They are free of the burdens of life; they are not afflicted like others.

Thus pride adorns them as a necklace; violence clothes them as a robe.

Out of their stupidity comes sin; evil thoughts flood their hearts.

They scoff and spout their malice; from on high they utter threats.

They set their mouths against the heavens, their tongues roam the earth.

So my people turn to them and drink deeply of their words.

They say, "Does God really know?" "Does the Most High have any knowledge?"

Such, then, are the wicked, always carefree, increasing their wealth.

Is it in vain that I have kept my heart clean, washed my hands in innocence?

For I am afflicted day after day, chastised every morning.

Had I thought, "I will speak as they do," I would have betrayed your people.

Though I tried to understand all this, it was too difficult for me,

Till I entered the sanctuary of God and came to understand their end


You set them, indeed, on a slippery road; you hurl them down to ruin.

How suddenly they are devastated; undone by disasters forever!

They are like a dream after waking, Lord, dismissed like shadows when you arise.

Since my heart was embittered and my soul deeply wounded,

I was stupid and could not understand; I was like a brute beast in your presence.

Yet I am always with you; you take hold of my right hand.

With your counsel you guide me, and at the end receive me with honor.

Whom else have I in the heavens? None beside you delights me on earth.

Though my flesh and my heart fail, God is the rock of my heart, my portion forever.

But those who are far from you perish; you destroy those unfaithful to you.

As for me, to be near God is my good, to make the Lord GOD my refuge. I shall declare all your works in the gates of daughter Zion.