Blessed is the one whose transgression is forgiven
Whose sin is covered

Blessed is the man against whom the Lord counts no iniquity
And in whose spirit there is no deceit

For when I kept silent, my bones wasted away
Through my groaning all day long

For day and night your hand was heavy upon me
My strength was dried up as by the heat of summer

I acknowledged my sin to you
And I did not cover my iniquity
I said, I will confess my transgressions to the Lord
And you forgave the iniquity of my sin

Therefore let everyone who is godly
Offer prayer to you at a time
When you may be found
Surely in the rush of great waters
They shall not reach him

You are a hiding place for me
You preserve me from trouble
You surround me with shouts of deliverance

I will instruct you
And teach you in the way you should go
I will counsel you with my eye upon you

Be not like a horse or a mule, without understanding
Which must be curbed with bit and bridle
Or it will not stay near you

Many are the sorrows of the wicked
But steadfast love surrounds the one
Who trusts in the Lord

Be glad in the Lord, and rejoice
O righteous and shout
For joy, all you up-right in heart!