Psalms 96

1 O my God, make them like a wheel; and as stubble before the wind. 2 As fire which burneth the wood: and as a flame burning mountains: 3 So shalt thou pursue them with thy tempest: and shalt trouble them in thy wrath. 4 Fill their faces with shame; and they shall seek thy name, O Lord. 5 Let them be ashamed and troubled for ever and ever: and let them be confounded and perish. 6 And let them know that the Lord is thy name: thou alone art the most High over all the earth. 8 Unto the end, for the winepresses, a psalm for the sons of Core. 9 How lovely are thy tabernacles, O Lord of hosts! 10 my soul longeth and fainteth for the courts of the Lord. My heart and my flesh have rejoiced in the living God. 11 For the sparrow hath found herself a house, and the turtle a nest for herself where she may lay her young ones: Thy altars, O Lord of hosts, my king and my God. 12 Blessed are they that dwell in thy house, O Lord: they shall praise thee for ever and ever. 13 Blessed is the man whose help is from thee: in his heart he hath disposed to ascend by steps,