American Standard Version of 1901
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In those days was Hezekiah sick unto death. And Isaiah the prophet the son of Amoz came to him, and said unto him, Thus saith Jehovah, Set thy house in order; for thou shalt die, and not live.
Then Hezekiah turned his face to the wall, and prayed unto Jehovah,
and said, Remember now, O Jehovah, I beseech thee, how I have walked before thee in truth and with a perfect heart, and have done that which is good in thy sight. And Hezekiah wept sore.
Then came the word of Jehovah to Isaiah, saying,
Go, and say to Hezekiah, Thus saith Jehovah, the God of David thy father, I have heard thy prayer, I have seen thy tears: behold, I will add unto thy days fifteen years.
A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son.Jehovah, how are mine adversaries increased!Many are they that rise up against me.
A Psalm of David.Unto thee, O Jehovah, will I call:My rock, be not thou deaf unto me;Lest, if thou be silent unto me,I become like them that go down into the pit.
Hear the voice of my supplications, when I cry unto thee,When I lift up my hands {Or, toward the innermost place of thy sanctuary}toward thy holy oracle.
Draw me not away with the wicked,And with the workers of iniquity;That speak peace with their neighbors,But mischief is in their hearts.
Give them according to their work, and according to the wickedness of their doings:Give them after the operation of their hands;Render to them their desert.
Because they regard not the works of Jehovah,Nor the operation of his hands,He will break them down and not build them up.
Blessed be Jehovah,Because he hath heard the voice of my supplications.
Jehovah is my strength and my shield;My heart hath trusted in him, and I am helped:Therefore my heart greatly rejoiceth;And with my song will I praise him.
Jehovah is their strength,And he is a stronghold of salvation to his anointed.
Save thy people, and bless thine inheritance:Be their shepherd also, and bear them up for ever.
A Psalm of David.Ascribe unto Jehovah, O ye {Or, sons of God}sons of the {Or, gods See Exodus 15:11.}mighty,Ascribe unto Jehovah glory and strength.
Ascribe unto Jehovah the glory due unto his name;Worship Jehovah {Or, in the beauty of holiness}in holy array.
The voice of Jehovah is upon the waters:The God of glory thundereth,Even Jehovah upon {Or, great}many waters.
The voice of Jehovah is powerful;The voice of Jehovah is full of majesty.
The voice of Jehovah breaketh the cedars;Yea, Jehovah breaketh in pieces the cedars of Lebanon.
He maketh them also to skip like a calf;Lebanon and Sirion like a young wild-ox.
The voice of Jehovah {Or, heweth out flames of fire}cleaveth the flames of fire.
The voice of Jehovah shaketh the wilderness;Jehovah shaketh the wilderness of Kadesh.
The voice of Jehovah maketh the hinds to calve,And strippeth the forests bare:And in his temple everything saith, Glory.
Jehovah sat as King at the Flood;Yea, Jehovah sitteth as King for ever.
Jehovah will give strength unto his people;Jehovah will bless his people with peace.
A Psalm; a Song at the Dedication of the House. A Psalm of David.I will extol thee, O Jehovah; for thou hast {Or, drawn}raised me up,And hast not made my foes to rejoice over me.
O Jehovah my God,I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.
O Jehovah, thou hast brought up my soul from Sheol;Thou hast kept me alive, {Another reading is, from among them that go down to the pit.}that I should not go down to the pit.
Sing praise unto Jehovah, O ye saints of his,And give thanks to his holy memorial name.
For his anger is but for a moment; {Or, In his favor is life}His favor is for a life-time:Weeping {Hebrew: may come in to lodge at even.}may tarry for the night,But joy cometh in the morning.
As for me, I said in my prosperity,I shall never be moved.
Thou, Jehovah, of thy favor hadst made my mountain to stand strong:Thou didst hide thy face; I was troubled.
I cried to thee, O Jehovah;And unto Jehovah I made supplication:
What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit?Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth?
Hear, O Jehovah, and have mercy upon me:Jehovah, be thou my helper.
Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing;Thou hast loosed my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;
To the end that my glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent.O Jehovah my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever.