𝘠𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘐 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘦𝘥𝘨𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘊𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘑𝘦𝘴𝘶𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘓𝘰𝘳𝘥, 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘮 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘢𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘣𝘣𝘪𝘴𝘩, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘊𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘏𝘪𝘮, 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘸, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘯 𝘊𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘎𝘰𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘩; 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘏𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴, 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩, 𝘪𝘧, 𝘣𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘴, 𝘐 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥.

𝕬𝖓𝖈𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝕻𝖆𝖙𝖍𝖘

𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘯𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥, 𝘯𝘰 𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘩 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘥; 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵’𝘴 𝘴𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥.

𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘬𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘔𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘐 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥, 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘥𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘩.

𝕬𝖓𝖈𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝕻𝖆𝖙𝖍𝖘

Psalm 31
New International Version

For the director of music. A psalm of David.

In you, Lord, I have taken refuge;
    let me never be put to shame;
    deliver me in your righteousness.
Turn your ear to me,
    come quickly to my rescue;
be my rock of refuge,
    a strong fortress to save me.
Since you are my rock and my fortress,
    for the sake of your name lead and guide me.
Keep me free from the trap that is set for me,
    for you are my refuge.
Into your hands I commit my spirit;
    deliver me, Lord, my faithful God.

I hate those who cling to worthless idols;
    as for me, I trust in the Lord.
I will be glad and rejoice in your love,
    for you saw my affliction
    and knew the anguish of my soul.
You have not given me into the hands of the enemy
    but have set my feet in a spacious place.

Be merciful to me, Lord, for I am in distress;
    my eyes grow weak with sorrow,
    my soul and body with grief.
My life is consumed by anguish
    and my years by groaning;
my strength fails because of my affliction,
    and my bones grow weak.
Because of all my enemies,
    I am the utter contempt of my neighbors
and an object of dread to my closest friends—
    those who see me on the street flee from me.
I am forgotten as though I were dead;
    I have become like broken pottery.
For I hear many whispering,
    “Terror on every side!”
They conspire against me
    and plot to take my life.

But I trust in you, Lord;
    I say, “You are my God.”
My times are in your hands;
    deliver me from the hands of my enemies,
    from those who pursue me.
Let your face shine on your servant;
    save me in your unfailing love.
Let me not be put to shame, Lord,
    for I have cried out to you;
but let the wicked be put to shame
    and be silent in the realm of the dead.
Let their lying lips be silenced,
    for with pride and contempt
    they speak arrogantly against the righteous.

How abundant are the good things
    that you have stored up for those who fear you,
that you bestow in the sight of all,
    on those who take refuge in you.
In the shelter of your presence you hide them
    from all human intrigues;
you keep them safe in your dwelling
    from accusing tongues.

Praise be to the Lord,
    for he showed me the wonders of his love
    when I was in a city under siege.
In my alarm I said,
    “I am cut off from your sight!”
Yet you heard my cry for mercy
    when I called to you for help.

Love the Lord, all his faithful people!
    The Lord preserves those who are true to him,
    but the proud he pays back in full.
Be strong and take heart,
    all you who hope in the Lord.

𝕬𝖓𝖈𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝕻𝖆𝖙𝖍𝖘

𝔚𝔬𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔦𝔫𝔥𝔞𝔟𝔦𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔥
𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔢𝔞!
𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔡𝔢𝔳𝔦𝔩 𝔦𝔰 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔡𝔬𝔴𝔫 𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔶𝔬𝔲,
𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔤𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔱 𝔴𝔯𝔞𝔱𝔥,
𝔟𝔢𝔠𝔞𝔲𝔰𝔢 𝔥𝔢 𝔨𝔫𝔬𝔴𝔢𝔱𝔥 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔥𝔢 𝔥𝔞𝔱𝔥 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔞
𝔰𝔥𝔬𝔯𝔱 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢.

𝕬𝖓𝖈𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝕻𝖆𝖙𝖍𝖘