Kiss the Chosen One, lest He be angry, And ye lose the way, When His anger burneth but a little, O the happiness of all trusting in Him!

You made him little less than God
and crowned him with glory and honor.

Foreigners lose heart
and come trembling from their fortifications.

for evil men will lose their power, but the Lord sustains the godly.

Men are only a vapor;
exalted men, an illusion.
Weighed in the scales, they go up;
together they are less than a vapor.

Their insults are painful and make me lose heart; I look for sympathy, but receive none, for comforters, but find none.

How he sent lice among them, to eat them up, and frogs to destroy them;

He spake, and there came divers sorts of flies, and lice in all their coasts.

He gives them his blessing so that they are increased greatly, and their cattle do not become less.

May our cattle grow heavy with young, with no damage or loss. May there be no cry of anguish in our streets!