1 A SONG OF THE ASCENTS. Those trusting in YHWH are as Mount Zion, || It is not moved—it abides to a distant age. 2 Jerusalem! Mountains are around her, || And YHWH is around His people, || From now on—even to a distant age. 3 For the rod of wickedness does not rest on the lot of the righteous, || That the righteous do not put out their hands on iniquity. 4 Do good, O YHWH, to the good, || And to the upright in their hearts. 5 As for those turning to their crooked ways, || YHWH causes them to go with workers of iniquity. Peace on Israel!