KJV:
For innumerable evils have compassed me about: mine iniquities have taken hold upon me, so that I am not able to look up; they are more than the hairs of mine head: therefore my heart faileth me.
NASB:
For evils beyond number have surrounded me; My iniquities have overtaken me, so that I am not able to see; They are more numerous than the hairs of my head, And my heart has failed me.
KJV:
As we have heard, so have we seen in the city of the LORD of hosts, in the city of our God: God will establish it for ever. Selah.
NASB:
As we have heard, so have we seen In the city of the LORD of hosts, in the city of our God; God will establish her forever. Selah.
KJV:
{To the chief Musician, Altaschith, Michtam of David, when he fled from Saul in the cave.} Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me: for my soul trusteth in thee: yea, in the shadow of thy wings will I make my refuge, until these calamities be overpast.
NASB:
For the choir director; set to Al-tashheth. A Mikhtam of David, when he fled from Saul in the cave. Be gracious to me, O God, be gracious to me, For my soul takes refuge in You; And in the shadow of Your wings I will take refuge Until destruction passes by.
KJV:
How long will ye imagine mischief against a man? ye shall be slain all of you: as a bowing wall shall ye be, and as a tottering fence.
NASB:
How long will you assail a man, That you may murder him, all of you, Like a leaning wall, like a tottering fence?
KJV:
O God, thou hast taught me from my youth: and hitherto have I declared thy wondrous works.
NASB:
O God, You have taught me from my youth, And I still declare Your wondrous deeds.
KJV:
Now also when I am old and grayheaded, O God, forsake me not; until I have shewed thy strength unto this generation, and thy power to every one that is to come.
NASB:
And even when I am old and gray, O God, do not forsake me, Until I declare Your strength to this generation, Your power to all who are to come.
KJV:
In his days shall the righteous flourish; and abundance of peace so long as the moon endureth.
NASB:
In his days may the righteous flourish, And abundance of peace till the moon is no more.