I am sick at heart. How long, O Lord, until you restore me?

Turn and answer me, O Lord my God! Restore the sparkle to my eyes, or I will die.

Who will come from Mount Zion to rescue Israel? When the Lord restores his people, Jacob will shout with joy, and Israel will rejoice.

No wonder my heart is glad, and I rejoice. My body rests in safety.

The Lord rewarded me for doing right; he restored me because of my innocence.

He lets me rest in green meadows; he leads me beside peaceful streams.

O Lord my God, I cried to you for help, and you restored my health.

The Lord nurses them when they are sick and restores them to health.

Restore to me the joy of your salvation, and make me willing to obey you.

Who will come from Mount Zion to rescue Israel? When God restores his people, Jacob will shout with joy, and Israel will rejoice.

Oh, that I had wings like a dove; then I would fly away and rest!

Psalm 60

For the choir director: A psalm of David useful for teaching, regarding the time David fought Aram-naharaim and Aram-zobah, and Joab returned and killed 12,000 Edomites in the Valley of Salt. To be sung to the tune “Lily of the Testimony.”

You have rejected us, O God, and broken our defenses. You have been angry with us; now restore us to your favor.

You have allowed me to suffer much hardship, but you will restore me to life again and lift me up from the depths of the earth.

You will restore me to even greater honor and comfort me once again.

Psalm 85

For the choir director: A psalm of the descendants of Korah.

Lord, you poured out blessings on your land! You restored the fortunes of Israel.

Now restore us again, O God of our salvation. Put aside your anger against us once more.

Psalm 91

Those who live in the shelter of the Most High will find rest in the shadow of the Almighty.

So in my anger I took an oath: ‘They will never enter my place of rest.’”

At dawn they slink back into their dens to rest.

Let my soul be at rest again, for the Lord has been good to me.

I have suffered much, O Lord; restore my life again as you promised.

Restore our fortunes, Lord, as streams renew the desert.

It is useless for you to work so hard from early morning until late at night, anxiously working for food to eat; for God gives rest to his loved ones.

“I will not go home; I will not let myself rest.

Arise, O Lord, and enter your resting place, along with the Ark, the symbol of your power.