A song, a psalm by the Korahites.
48:1 The Lord is great and certainly worthy of praise
in the city of our God, his holy hill.
126:6 The one who weeps as he walks along, carrying his bag of seed,
will certainly come in with a shout of joy, carrying his sheaves of grain.
139:11 If I were to say, “Certainly the darkness will cover me,
and the light will turn to night all around me,”
143:3 Certainly my enemies chase me.
They smash me into the ground.
They force me to live in dark regions,
like those who have been dead for ages.