Hot was my heart within me, While I was musing, there was kindled a fire, I spake with my tongue!

My tears have been my food day and night, While it hath been said unto me all the day, Where is thy God?

With a crushing of my bones, have my adversaries reproached me, - While they keep saying unto me all the day, Where is thy God?

For, though, his own self - while he lived, he used to bless, And they will praise thee, when thou doest well to thyself,

Thus, will I bless thee while I live, In thy Name, will I lift up mine outspread hands:

I will sing to Yahweh, as long as I live! Yea I will touch the strings to my God, while I continue;

While as yet they were men easily counted, - A very few, and sojourners therein;

For my love, they have been accusing me, while, I, was at prayer:

Mine unfinished substance, thine eyes beheld, and, in thy book, all the parts thereof were written, - the days they should be fashioned! while yet there was not one among them.

They who are lawless, shall fall into the nooses thereof, while, I, at the same time, pass on.

That, our sons, may be like plants well grown while yet young, - Our daughters, like corner pillars, - carved, in the construction of a palace:

I will praise Yahweh while I live! I will make melody to my God while I continue!