Psalms and Proverbs in a Monthread today’s “Psalms and Proverbs in a Month” excerpt
reading plan entry for day #30
Psalm 139 (ASV)
 O Jehovah, thou hast searched me, and known me.  Thou knowest my downsitting and mine uprising; Thou understandest my thought afar off.  Thou searchest out my path and my lying down, And art acquainted with all my ways.  For there is not a word in my tongue, But, lo, O Jehovah, thou knowest it altogether.  Thou hast beset me behind and before, And laid thy hand upon me.  Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; It is high, I cannot attain unto it.  Whither shall I go from thy Spirit? Or whither shall I flee from thy presence?  If I ascend up into heaven, thou art there: If I make my bed in Sheol, behold, thou art there.  If I take the wings of the morning, And dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea;  Even there shall thy hand lead me, And thy right hand shall hold me.  If I say, Surely the darkness shall overwhelm me, And the light about me shall be night;  Even the darkness hideth not from thee, But the night shineth as the day: The darkness and the light are both alike to thee.  For thou didst form my inward parts: Thou didst cover me in my mother’s womb.  I will give thanks unto thee; For I am fearfully and wonderfully made: Wonderful are thy works; And that my soul knoweth right well.  My frame was not hidden from thee, When I was made in secret, And curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.  Thine eyes did see mine unformed substance; And in thy book they were all written, Even the days that were ordained for me, When as yet there was none of them.  How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! How great is the sum of them!  If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: When I awake, I am still with thee.  Surely thou wilt slay the wicked, O God: Depart from me therefore, ye bloodthirsty men.  For they speak against thee wickedly, And thine enemies take thy name in vain.  Do not I hate them, O Jehovah, that hate thee? And am not I grieved with those that rise up against thee?  I hate them with perfect hatred: They are become mine enemies.  Search me, O God, and know my heart: Try me, and know my thoughts;  And see if there be any wicked way in me, And lead me in the way everlasting.
Psalm 140 (ASV)
 Deliver me, O Jehovah, from the evil man; Preserve me from the violent man:  Who devise mischiefs in their heart; Continually do they gather themselves together for war.  They have sharpened their tongue like a serpent; Adders’ poison is under their lips. [Selah  Keep me, O Jehovah, from the hands of the wicked; Preserve me from the violent man: Who have purposed to thrust aside my steps.  The proud have hid a snare for me, and cords; They have spread a net by the wayside; They have set gins for me. [Selah  I said unto Jehovah, Thou art my God: Give ear unto the voice of my supplications, O Jehovah.  O Jehovah the Lord, the strength of my salvation, Thou hast covered my head in the day of battle.  Grant not, O Jehovah, the desires of the wicked; Further not his evil device, lest they exalt themselves. [Selah  As for the head of those that compass me about, Let the mischief of their own lips cover them.  Let burning coals fall upon them: Let them be cast into the fire, Into deep pits, whence they shall not rise.  An evil speaker shall not be established in the earth: Evil shall hunt the violent man to overthrow him.  I know that Jehovah will maintain the cause of the afflicted, And justice for the needy.  Surely the righteous shall give thanks unto thy name: The upright shall dwell in thy presence.
Psalm 141 (ASV)
 Jehovah, I have called upon thee; Make haste unto me: Give ear unto my voice, when I call unto thee.  Let my prayer be set forth as incense before thee; The lifting up of my hands as the evening sacrifice.  Set a watch, O Jehovah, before my mouth; Keep the door of my lips.  Incline not my heart to any evil thing, To practise deeds of wickedness With men that work iniquity: And let me not eat of their dainties.  Let the righteous smite me, it shall be a kindness; And let him reprove me, it shall be as oil upon the head; Let not my head refuse it: For even in their wickedness shall my prayer continue.  Their judges are thrown down by the sides of the rock; And they shall hear my words; For they are sweet.  As when one ploweth and cleaveth the earth, Our bones are scattered at the mouth of Sheol.  For mine eyes are unto thee, O Jehovah the Lord: In thee do I take refuge; Leave not my soul destitute.  Keep me from the snare which they have laid for me, And from the gins of the workers of iniquity.  Let the wicked fall into their own nets, Whilst that I withal escape.
Psalm 142 (ASV)
 I cry with my voice unto Jehovah; With my voice unto Jehovah do I make supplication.  I pour out my complaint before him; I show before him my trouble.  When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, Thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walk Have they hidden a snare for me.  Look on my right hand, and see; For there is no man that knoweth me: Refuge hath failed me; No man careth for my soul.  I cried unto thee, O Jehovah; I said, Thou art my refuge, My portion in the land of the living.  Attend unto my cry; For I am brought very low: Deliver me from my persecutors; For they are stronger than I.  Bring my soul out of prison, That I may give thanks unto thy name: The righteous shall compass me about; For thou wilt deal bountifully with me.
Psalm 143 (ASV)
 Hear my prayer, O Jehovah; Give ear to my supplications: In thy faithfulness answer me, and in thy righteousness.  And enter not into judgment with thy servant; For in thy sight no man living is righteous.  For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; He hath smitten my life down to the ground: He hath made me to dwell in dark places, as those that have been long dead.  Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; My heart within me is desolate.  I remember the days of old; I meditate on all thy doings; I muse on the work of thy hands.  I spread forth my hands unto thee: My soul thirsteth after thee, as a weary land. [Selah  Make haste to answer me, O Jehovah; My spirit faileth: Hide not thy face from me, Lest I become like them that go down into the pit.  Cause me to hear thy lovingkindness in the morning; For in thee do I trust: Cause me to know the way wherein I should walk; For I lift up my soul unto thee.  Deliver me, O Jehovah, from mine enemies: I flee unto thee to hide me.  Teach me to do thy will; For thou art my God: Thy Spirit is good; Lead me in the land of uprightness.  Quicken me, O Jehovah, for thy name’s sake: In thy righteousness bring my soul out of trouble.  And in thy lovingkindness cut off mine enemies, And destroy all them that afflict my soul; For I am thy servant.
Psalm 144 (ASV)
 Blessed be Jehovah my rock, Who teacheth my hands to war, And my fingers to fight:  My lovingkindness, and my fortress, My high tower, and my deliverer; My shield, and he in whom I take refuge; Who subdueth my people under me.  Jehovah, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him? Or the son of man, that thou makest account of him?  Man is like to vanity: His days are as a shadow that passeth away.  Bow thy heavens, O Jehovah, and come down: Touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.  Cast forth lightning, and scatter them; Send out thine arrows, and discomfit them.  Stretch forth thy hand from above; Rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, Out of the hand of aliens;  Whose mouth speaketh deceit, And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.  I will sing a new song unto thee, O God: Upon a psaltery of ten strings will I sing praises unto thee.  Thou art he that giveth salvation unto kings; Who rescueth David his servant from the hurtful sword.  Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hand of aliens, Whose mouth speaketh deceit, And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.  When our sons shall be as plants grown up in their youth, And our daughters as corner-stones hewn after the fashion of a palace;  When our garners are full, affording all manner of store, And our sheep bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields;  When our oxen are well laden; When there is no breaking in, and no going forth, And no outcry in our streets:  Happy is the people that is in such a case; Yea, happy is the people whose God is Jehovah.
Proverbs 30 (ASV)
 The words of Agur the son of Jakeh; The oracle. The man saith unto Ithiel, unto Ithiel and Ucal:  Surely I am more brutish than any man, And have not the understanding of a man;  And I have not learned wisdom, Neither have I the knowledge of the Holy One.  Who hath ascended up into heaven, and descended? Who hath gathered the wind in his fists? Who hath bound the waters in his garment? Who hath established all the ends of the earth? What is his name, and what is his son’s name, if thou knowest?  Every word of God is tried: He is a shield unto them that take refuge in him.  Add thou not unto his words, Lest he reprove thee, and thou be found a liar.  Two things have I asked of thee; Deny me them not before I die:  Remove far from me falsehood and lies; Give me neither poverty nor riches; Feed me with the food that is needful for me:  Lest I be full, and deny thee, and say, Who is Jehovah? Or lest I be poor, and steal, And use profanely the name of my God.  Slander not a servant unto his master, Lest he curse thee, and thou be held guilty.  There is a generation that curse their father, And bless not their mother.  There is a generation that are pure in their own eyes, And yet are not washed from their filthiness.  There is a generation, oh how lofty are their eyes! And their eyelids are lifted up.  There is a generation whose teeth are as swords, and their jaw teeth as knives, To devour the poor from off the earth, and the needy from among men.  The horseleach hath two daughters, crying, Give, give. There are three things that are never satisfied, Yea, four that say not, Enough:  Sheol; And the barren womb; The earth that is not satisfied with water; And the fire that saith not, Enough.  The eye that mocketh at his father, And despiseth to obey his mother, The ravens of the valley shall pick it out, And the young eagles shall eat it.  There are three things which are too wonderful for me, Yea, four which I know not:  The way of an eagle in the air; The way of a serpent upon a rock; The way of a ship in the midst of the sea; And the way of a man with a maiden.  So is the way of an adulterous woman; She eateth, and wipeth her mouth, And saith, I have done no wickedness.  For three things the earth doth tremble, And for four, which it cannot bear:  For a servant when he is king; And a fool when he is filled with food;  For an odious woman when she is married; And a handmaid that is heir to her mistress.  There are four things which are little upon the earth, But they are exceeding wise:  The ants are a people not strong, Yet they provide their food in the summer;  The conies are but a feeble folk, Yet make they their houses in the rocks;  The locusts have no king, Yet go they forth all of them by bands;  The lizard taketh hold with her hands, Yet is she in kings’ palaces.  There are three things which are stately in their march, Yea, four which are stately in going:  The lion, which is mightiest among beasts, And turneth not away for any;  The greyhound; The he-goat also; And the king against whom there is no rising up.  If thou hast done foolishly in lifting up thyself, Or if thou hast thought evil, Lay thy hand upon thy mouth.  For the churning of milk bringeth forth butter, And the wringing of the nose bringeth forth blood; So the forcing of wrath bringeth forth strife.