Lift your hands toward the sanctuary and praise the Lord!

Let us lift up our hearts ¹  and our hands to God in heaven:

Surely then you will delight yourself ¹  in the Almighty, and will lift up your face toward God.

Look up, you gates! Rise up, you eternal doors! Then the majestic king will enter!

The Lord lift up his countenance upon you ¹  and give you peace.”’

Rise up, Lord! ¹  O God, strike him down! ²  Do not forget the oppressed!

By David. O Lord, I come before you in prayer. ² 

From the stream along the road he drinks; then he lifts up his head. ¹ 

I will celebrate my deliverance, ¹  and call on the name of the Lord.

For ¹  then you will lift up your face without ²  blemish; ³  you will be securely established ⁴  and will not fear.

For this reason ¹  I will praise you while I live; in your name I will lift up my hands. ² 

Do not be so certain you have won! ¹  Do not speak with your head held so high! ² 

A song of ascents. ²  I look up ³  toward the hills. From where ⁴  does my help come?

A song of ascents. ²  I look up ³  toward you, the one enthroned ⁴  in heaven.

Can you raise your voice to the clouds so that a flood of water covers you? ¹ 

¹ I say to the proud, “Do not be proud,” and to the wicked, “Do not be so confident of victory! ² 

Make your servant ¹  glad, for to you, O Lord, I pray! ² 

I will lift my hands to ¹  your commands, which I love, and I will meditate on your statutes.

Hear my plea for mercy when I cry out to you for help, when I lift my hands ¹  toward your holy temple! ² 

For if they fall, one will help his companion up, but pity ¹  the person who falls down and has no one to help him up.