Lord my God, if I have done this and there is guilt on my hands—

You made them rulers over the works of your hands; you put everything under their feet:

The Lord is known by his acts of justice; the wicked are ensnared by the work of their hands.

Arise, Lord! Lift up your hand, O God. Do not forget the helpless.

But you, God, see the trouble of the afflicted; you consider their grief and take it in hand. The victims commit themselves to you; you are the helper of the fatherless.

I keep my eyes always on the Lord. With him at my right hand, I will not be shaken.

You make known to me the path of life; you will fill me with joy in your presence, with eternal pleasures at your right hand.

Show me the wonders of your great love, you who save by your right hand those who take refuge in you from their foes.

By your hand save me from such people, Lord, from those of this world whose reward is in this life. May what you have stored up for the wicked fill their bellies; may their children gorge themselves on it, and may there be leftovers for their little ones.

Psalm 18

For the director of music. Of David the servant of the Lord. He sang to the Lord the words of this song when the Lord delivered him from the hand of all his enemies and from the hand of Saul. He said:

I love you, Lord, my strength.

The Lord has dealt with me according to my righteousness; according to the cleanness of my hands he has rewarded me.

The Lord has rewarded me according to my righteousness, according to the cleanness of my hands in his sight.

He trains my hands for battle; my arms can bend a bow of bronze.

You make your saving help my shield, and your right hand sustains me; your help has made me great.

Psalm 19

For the director of music. A psalm of David.

The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands.

Now this I know: The Lord gives victory to his anointed. He answers him from his heavenly sanctuary with the victorious power of his right hand.

Your hand will lay hold on all your enemies; your right hand will seize your foes.

Dogs surround me, a pack of villains encircles me; they pierce my hands and my feet.

The one who has clean hands and a pure heart, who does not trust in an idol or swear by a false god.

I wash my hands in innocence, and go about your altar, Lord,

in whose hands are wicked schemes, whose right hands are full of bribes.

Hear my cry for mercy as I call to you for help, as I lift up my hands toward your Most Holy Place.

Repay them for their deeds and for their evil work; repay them for what their hands have done and bring back on them what they deserve.

Because they have no regard for the deeds of the Lord and what his hands have done, he will tear them down and never build them up again.

Into your hands I commit my spirit; deliver me, Lord, my faithful God.