1To the Chief Musician: with stringed instruments. A Melody of David. 2Ye sons of the great! how long, turning my glory to contempt, will ye love emptiness, will ye seek falsehood? *[*Selah.*]* 3Know ye, then, that Yahweh hath set apart the man of lovingkindness for himself: Yahweh, will hear, when I cry to him. 4Be deeply moved, but do not sin,—Ponder in your own heart upon your bed, and be silent. *[*Selah.*]* 5Sacrifice the sacrifices of righteousness; and put your trust in Yahweh. 6 Multitudes, are saying, Who will show us prosperity? Lift thou upon us the light of thy countenance, O Yahweh. 7Thou hast put gladness in my heart,—beyond the season when, their corn and their new wine, have increased. 8In peace, will I lay me down and at once sleep; for, thou, Yahweh alone, wilt cause me, in security, to dwell.