Lexicon :: Strong's H7892 - šîr

My heart is confident, God;

I will sing; I will sing praises

with the whole of my being.[fn]

In my distress I called to the LORD,

and he answered me.

I lift my eyes toward the mountains.

Where will my help come from?

I rejoiced with those who said to me,

“Let’s go to the house of the LORD.”

I lift my eyes to you,

the one enthroned in heaven.

If the LORD had not been on our side —

let Israel say —

Those who trust in the LORD are like Mount Zion.

It cannot be shaken; it remains forever.

When the LORD restored the fortunes of Zion,[fn]

we were like those who dream.

Unless the LORD builds a house,

its builders labor over it in vain;

unless the LORD watches over a city,

the watchman stays alert in vain.

How happy is everyone who fears the LORD,

who walks in his ways!

Since my youth they have often attacked me —

let Israel say —

Out of the depths I call to you, LORD!

LORD, my heart is not proud;

my eyes are not haughty.

I do not get involved with things

too great or too wondrous for me.

LORD, remember David

and all the hardships he endured,

How delightfully good

when brothers live together in harmony!

Now bless the LORD,

all you servants of the LORD

who stand in the LORD’s house at night!

for our captors there asked us for songs,

and our tormentors, for rejoicing:

“Sing us one of the songs of Zion.”

God, I will sing a new song to you;

I will play on a ten-stringed harp for you —

Hallelujah!

Sing to the LORD a new song,

his praise in the assembly of the faithful.

Singing songs to a troubled heart

is like taking off clothing on a cold day

or like pouring vinegar on soda.[fn]

It is better to listen to rebuke from a wise person

than to listen to the song of fools,

the doors at the street are shut

while the sound of the mill fades;

when one rises at the sound of a bird,

and all the daughters of song grow faint.

The Song of Songs, which is Solomon’s.

I will sing about the one I love,

a song about my loved one’s vineyard:

The one I love had a vineyard

on a very fertile hill.

On that day Tyre will be forgotten for seventy years ​— ​the life span of one king. At the end of seventy years, what the song says about the prostitute will happen to Tyre:

They no longer sing and drink wine;

beer is bitter to those who drink it.

On that day this song will be sung in the land of Judah:

We have a strong city.

Salvation is established as walls and ramparts.

Your singing will be like that

on the night of a holy festival,

and your heart will rejoice

like one who walks to the music of a flute,

going up to the mountain of the LORD,

to the Rock of Israel.

Sing a new song to the LORD;

sing his praise from the ends of the earth,

you who go down to the sea with all that fills it,

you coasts and islands with your[fn] inhabitants.

“I will put an end to the noise of your songs, and the sound of your lyres will no longer be heard.

“Yes, to them you are like a singer of passionate songs who has a beautiful voice and plays skillfully on an instrument. They hear your words, but they don’t obey them.

Take away from me the noise of your songs!

I will not listen to the music of your harps.

They improvise songs[fn] to the sound of the harp

and invent[fn] their own musical instruments like David.

“In that day the temple[fn] songs will become wailing” ​— ​this is the Lord GOD’s declaration. “Many dead bodies, thrown everywhere! Silence! ”