Daily Wisdom Plan

¹For the choir director. A psalm of David. [1] I waited patiently for the LORD, and he turned to me and heard my cry for help.

²He brought me up from a desolate pit, out of the muddy clay, and set my feet on a rock, making my steps secure.

³He put a new song in my mouth, a hymn of praise to our God. Many will see and fear, and they will trust in the LORD.

⁴How happy is anyone who has put his trust in the LORD and has not turned to the proud or to those who run after lies!

⁵LORD my God, you have done many things — your wondrous works and your plans for us; none can compare with you. If I were to report and speak of them, they are more than can be told.

⁶You do not delight in sacrifice and offering; you open my ears to listen. You do not ask for a whole burnt offering or a sin offering.

⁷Then I said, “See, I have come; in the scroll it is written about me.

⁸I delight to do your will, my God, and your instruction is deep within me.”

⁹I proclaim righteousness in the great assembly; see, I do not keep my mouth closed  — as you know, LORD.

¹⁰I did not hide your righteousness in my heart; I spoke about your faithfulness and salvation; I did not conceal your constant love and truth from the great assembly.

¹¹LORD, you do not withhold your compassion from me. Your constant love and truth will always guard me.

¹²For troubles without number have surrounded me; my iniquities have overtaken me; I am unable to see. They are more than the hairs of my head, and my courage leaves me.

¹³LORD, be pleased to rescue me; hurry to help me, LORD.

¹⁴Let those who intend to take my life be disgraced and confounded. Let those who wish me harm be turned back and humiliated.

¹⁵Let those who say to me, “Aha, aha!” be appalled because of their shame.

¹⁶Let all who seek you rejoice and be glad in you; let those who love your salvation continually say, “The LORD is great!”

¹⁷I am oppressed and needy; may the Lord think of me. You are my helper and my deliverer; my God, do not delay.

¹For the choir director. A psalm of David. [1] Happy is one who is considerate of the poor; the LORD will save him in a day of adversity.

²The LORD will keep him and preserve him; he will be blessed in the land. You will not give him over to the desire of his enemies.

³The LORD will sustain him on his sickbed; you will heal him on the bed where he lies.

⁴I said, “LORD, be gracious to me; heal me, for I have sinned against you.”

⁵My enemies speak maliciously about me: “When will he die and be forgotten?”

⁶When one of them comes to visit, he speaks deceitfully; he stores up evil in his heart; he goes out and talks.

⁷All who hate me whisper together about me; they plan to harm me.

⁸“Something awful has overwhelmed him, and he won’t rise again from where he lies!”

⁹Even my friend in whom I trusted, one who ate my bread, has raised his heel against me.

¹⁰But you, LORD, be gracious to me and raise me up; then I will repay them.

¹¹By this I know that you delight in me: my enemy does not shout in triumph over me.

¹²You supported me because of my integrity and set me in your presence forever.

¹³Blessed be the LORD God of Israel, from everlasting to everlasting. Amen and amen.

¹For the choir director. A of the sons of Korah. [1] As a deer longs for flowing streams, so I long for you, God.

²I thirst for God, the living God. When can I come and appear before God?

³My tears have been my food day and night, while all day long people say to me, “Where is your God?”

⁴I remember this as I pour out my heart: how I walked with many, leading the festive procession to the house of God, with joyful and thankful shouts.

⁵Why, my soul, are you so dejected? Why are you in such turmoil? Put your hope in God, for I will still praise him, my Savior and my God.

⁶I am deeply depressed; therefore I remember you from the land of Jordan and the peaks of Hermon, from Mount Mizar.

⁷Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfalls; all your breakers and your billows have swept over me.

⁸The LORD will send his faithful love by day; his song will be with me in the night — a prayer to the God of my life.

⁹I will say to God, my rock, “Why have you forgotten me? Why must I go about in sorrow because of the enemy’s oppression?”

¹⁰My adversaries taunt me, as if crushing my bones, while all day long they say to me, “Where is your God?”

¹¹Why, my soul, are you so dejected? Why are you in such turmoil? Put your hope in God, for I will still praise him, my Savior and my God.