Psalm 1
or Coverdale

1 Happy are they who have not walked in the counsel of the wicked, *

nor lingered in the way of sinners,

nor sat in the seats of the scornful!

2 Their delight is in the law of the LORD, *

and they meditate on his law day and night.

3 They are like trees planted by streams of water,

bearing fruit in due season, with leaves that do not wither; *

everything they do shall prosper.

4 It is not so with the wicked; *

they are like chaff which the wind blows away.

5 Therefore the wicked shall not stand upright when judgment comes, *

nor the sinner in the council of the righteous.

6 For the LORD knows the way of the righteous, *

but the way of the wicked is doomed.

Psalm 2
or Coverdale

¹ Why are the nations in an uproar? *

Why do the peoples mutter empty threats?

² Why do the kings of the earth rise up in revolt,

and the princes plot together, *

against the LORD and against his Anointed?

³ "Let us break their yoke," they say; *

"let us cast off their bonds from us."

⁴ He whose throne is in heaven is laughing; *

the Lord has them in derision.

⁵ Then he speaks to them in his wrath, *

and his rage fills them with terror.

⁶ "I myself have set my king *

upon my holy hill of Zion."

⁷ Let me announce the decree of the LORD: *

he said to me, "You are my Son;

this day have I begotten you.

⁸ Ask of me, and I will give you the nations for your inheritance *

and the ends of the earth for your possession.

⁹ You shall crush them with an iron rod *

and shatter them like a piece of pottery."

¹⁰ And now, you kings, be wise; *

be warned, you rulers of the earth.

¹¹ Submit to the LORD with fear, *

and with trembling bow before him;

¹² Lest he be angry and you perish; *

for his wrath is quickly kindled.

¹³ Happy are they all *

who take refuge in him!

Psalm 3
or Coverdale

1 LORD, how many adversaries I have! *

how many there are who rise up against me!

2 How many there are who say of me, *

"There is no help for him in his God."

3 But you, O LORD, are a shield about me; *

you are my glory, the one who lifts up my head.

4 I call aloud upon the LORD, *

and he answers me from his holy hill;

5 I lie down and go to sleep; *

I wake again, because the LORD sustains me.

6 I do not fear the multitudes of people *

who set themselves against me all around.

7 Rise up, O LORD; set me free, O my God; *

surely, you will strike all my enemies across the face,

you will break the teeth of the wicked.

8 Deliverance belongs to the LORD. *

Your blessing be upon your people!