Psalms 100; Psalms 101; Psalms 102

1 Shout to the Lord, all the earth.

2 Serve the Lord with joy; come before him with singing.

3 Know that the Lord is God. He made us, and we belong to him; we are his people, the sheep he tends.

4 Come into his city with songs of thanksgiving and into his courtyards with songs of praise. Thank him and praise his name.

5 The Lord is good. His love is forever, and his loyalty goes on and on. A psalm of David.

1 I will sing of your love and fairness; Lord, I will sing praises to you.

2 I will be careful to live an innocent life. When will you come to me? I will live an innocent life in my house.

3 I will not look at anything wicked. I hate those who turn against you; they will not be found near me.

4 Let those who want to do wrong stay away from me; I will have nothing to do with evil.

5 If anyone secretly says things against his neighbor, I will stop him. I will not allow people to be proud and look down on others.

6 I will look for trustworthy people so I can live with them in the land. Only those who live innocent lives will be my servants.

7 No one who is dishonest will live in my house; no liars will stay around me.

8 Every morning I will destroy the wicked in the land. I will rid the Lord's city of people who do evil. A prayer of a person who is suffering when he is discouraged and tells the Lord his complaints.

1 Lord, listen to my prayer; let my cry for help come to you.

2 Do not hide from me in my time of trouble. Pay attention to me. When I cry for help, answer me quickly.

3 My life is passing away like smoke, and my bones are burned up with fire.

4 My heart is like grass that has been cut and dried. I forget to eat.

5 Because of my grief, my skin hangs on my bones.

6 I am like a desert owl, like an owl living among the ruins.

7 I lie awake. I am like a lonely bird on a housetop.

8 All day long enemies insult me; those who make fun of me use my name as a curse.

9 I eat ashes for food, and my tears fall into my drinks.

10 Because of your great anger, you have picked me up and thrown me away.

11 My days are like a passing shadow; I am like dried grass.

12 But, Lord, you rule forever, and your fame goes on and on.

13 You will come and have mercy on Jerusalem, because the time has now come to be kind to her; the right time has come.

14 Your servants love even her stones; they even care about her dust.

15 Nations will fear the name of the Lord, and all the kings on earth will honor you.

16 The Lord will rebuild Jerusalem; there his glory will be seen.

17 He will answer the prayers of the needy; he will not reject their prayers.

18 Write these things for the future so that people who are not yet born will praise the Lord.

19 The Lord looked down from his holy place above; from heaven he looked down at the earth.

20 He heard the moans of the prisoners, and he freed those sentenced to die.

21 The name of the Lord will be heard in Jerusalem; his praise will be heard there.

22 People will come together, and kingdoms will serve the Lord.

23 God has made me tired of living; he has cut short my life.

24 So I said, "My God, do not take me in the middle of my life. Your years go on and on.

25 In the beginning you made the earth, and your hands made the skies.

26 They will be destroyed, but you will remain. They will all wear out like clothes. And, like clothes, you will change them and throw them away.

27 But you never change, and your life will never end.

28 Our children will live in your presence, and their children will remain with you." Of David.