1 How happy is he whose transgression is forgiven! whose sin is pardoned!
2 How happy the son of earth, to whom Yahweh will not reckon iniquity! and in whose spirit is no guile!
3 When I kept silence, my bones became worn out, Through my groaning all the day;
4 For, day and night, heavy upon me, was thy hand, - Changed was my life-sap into the drought of summer. Selah.
5 My sin, would I own unto thee, and, mine iniquity, not hide, I said, I will confess my transgressions unto Yahweh, And, thou, didst forgive the iniquity of my sin. Selah.
6 For this cause, will every man of lovingkindness pray unto thee, in time to obtain, - Surely, in the overflow of many waters, unto him, shall they not reach.
7 Thou, art a hiding-place for me, From distress, wilt thou preserve me, - With shouts of deliverance, wilt thou compass me about. Selah.