Psalm 84

By the Descendants of Korah

How lovely are your tabernacles,
O Jehovah, Master of armies.
My soul craves, even faints with pining
For the courts of Master Jehovah.
My body and my soul cries out
With yearning to the living God.
Even the sparrow has found a home
And the swallow a nest for herself
In which she may nurture her young
Near your altars; O Jehovah,
Master of armies, my king, my god,
Blessed are they who dwell in your house,
For they may praise you constantly.

Happy are those whose strength is from you,
Whose hearts are set on a pilgrimage.
They pass through the valley of weeping,
And it becomes a place of fountains,
Covered by pools from the autumn rain.
They grow in strength till each of them
Appears before God in Zion.

Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, God of armies.
And lend me your ear, O God of Jacob.

Behold, O God, our defender,
Show favor to your anointed king.
Better to be one day in your courts
Than to spent a thousand days elsewhere.
I’d rather linger at the threshold,
Abject in the house of my god
Than dwell in mansions of the wicked.

For the God Jehovah is our sun and shield.
It is Jehovah who grants grace and glory,
Favor and honor; indeed no good thing
Does he withhold from those who live righteously.

O Jehovah, commander of armies,
Blessed is he who puts his faith in you.

Psalm 83

By Asaph

O God, do not remain in silence;
Do not be still and quiet, O God.
Hear you not your enemies’ uproar;
See you not how those who hate you
Are raising themselves to oppose you?
Against your people they intrigue
And plot against those you cherish.
“Come,” they bid, “let us destroy them,
And wipe them out as a nation
So that the name of Israel
Will no longer be remembered."

Conspiring together with a single mind,
They are forming  an alliance against you.
The tents of Edom and the Ishmaelites,
The people of Moab and the Hagarites,
Gebal, Ammon, and the Amalekites,
Philistia, with the people of Tyre;
Even Assyria has joined with them
To lend support to the descendants of Lot.

Deal with them as you delt with Midian,
As you delt with Sisera and Jabin
At the Kishon River, like those who perished
At Endor and became dung for the earth.
Make their nobles like Oreb and Zeeb, and
All their princes like Zebah and Zalmunna,
Who said, “Let us occupy God’s pastures.”
Make them like the swirling dust in the breeze,
O my God, make them like chaff before the wind,
As a conflagration burns down a forest,
As a flame sets ablaze the mountainsides,
Chase them down with the gales of your windstorm 
And so terrorize them with your tempest.
Cover their faces with shame, O Jehovah,
That they may forced to acknowledge your name.
May they be ashamed and discomfited
Forever, and perish in their disgrace.
Let them know that you, whose name is Jehovah,
Are alone most high over all the earth.

Psalm 82

By Asaph

God presides over the heavenly assembly
And among the divine beings renders judgment.

“How long will you judge unjustly
And show favor to the wicked? —
Defend the weak and the fatherless;
Uphold the rights of the destitute,
The afflicted and the oppressed.
Rescue the poor and the needy;
Save them from the hands of the wicked.”

They know nothing, nor do they understand;
 Ever do they wander about in darkness.
All the foundations of the earth are shaken.

I told them, “All of you are gods,
Sons of the Most High, all of you.
But like mere mortals will you die
And fall like any other ruler.

Arise, O God, judge of the earth,
For you possess all the nations!