That all may rejoice who seek refuge in thee, to times age-abiding, may shout in triumph, that thou wilt protect them, and they may leap for joy in thee who are lovers of thy Name.

Show me favour, O Yahweh, for languishing am I: Heal me, O Yahweh, - for dismayed are my bones:

O enemy! complete are the desolations, evermore, - even cities, hast thou uprooted, The memory of, them, hath perished.

Appoint, O Yahweh, a terror for them, - Let the nations know that they are men. Selah.

His ways are firm at all times, On high, are thy righteous regulations, out of his sight, As for all his adversaries, he puffeth at them:

With cursing, his mouth is full, and with deceptions and oppression, Under his tongue, are trouble and mischief:

He abideth in the lurking-place of villages, In the hiding-places, he murdereth the innocent, - His eyes, for the unfortunate, are on the watch:

When the pillars are overthrown, What could, a righteous man, do?

He will rain upon the lawless live-coals, Fire and brimstone and a burning wind, are the portion of their cup.

Them who say - With our tongue, will we prevail, our lips, are our own, who is our master?

The words of Yahweh, are words, that are pure, silver refined in a crucible of earth, purified seven times!

Are all the workers of iniquity, without knowledge? devouring my people as they devour food! Upon Yahweh, have they not called.

From men who are thy hand, O Yahweh, From the men of this age, whose portion, is among the living, and, with thy treasure, thou fillest their bosom, - They must be satisfied with sons, And must leave their abundance to their children: -

The heavens, are telling the glory of GOD, And, the work of his hands, the expanse is declaring;

There is no speech, and there are no words, - Unheard is their voice!

The precepts of Yahweh, are right, Rejoicing the heart, The, commandment of Yahweh, is pure, Enlightening the eyes;

The, reverence of Yahweh, is clean, Enduring evermore, - The, decisions of Yahweh, are faithful, They are righteous, altogether:

Mistakes, who perceiveth? From things that are hidden, acquit me:

Like water, am I poured out, and, put out of joint, are all my bones, - My heart, hath become, like wax, it is melted in the midst of my body;

The patient wronged-ones shall eat and be satisfied, They shall praise Yahweh, who are seekers of him, Let your heart live for aye.

All the paths of Yahweh, are lovingkindness and faithfulness, to such as keep his covenant, and his testimonies.

Mine eyes, are continually unto Yahweh, - for, he, bringeth, out of the net, my feet.

Do not give me up unto the desire of mine adversaries, for there have risen up against me witnesses that are false, and he that fanneth up violence.

For, consumed with sorrow, is my life, and my years with sighing, - My strength hath staggered with my humiliation, and, my bones, are without marrow.

In thy hand, are my times, Rescue me from the hand of my foes and from my pursuers!

Let false lips be made dumb, - which are speaking - against a righteous one - arrogantly, with pride and contempt.

Be strong, and let your heart be bold, all ye who are waiting for Yahweh.

Lo! the eye of Yahweh, is toward them who revere him, unto such as are waiting for his lovingkindness:

The eyes of Yahweh, are towards the righteous, And, his ears, towards their cry for help:

Many are the misfortunes of the righteous, But, out of them all, doth Yahweh rescue him.

Let them be ashamed and confounded, who are seeking my life, - Let them turn back and be put to the blush, who are devising my hurt:

Let not them who are falsely my foes rejoice over me, As for them who hate me without cause, let them not wink the eye!

Let them turn pale, and then at once blush, who are rejoicing at my misfortune, - Let them be clothed with shame and confusion, who are magnifying themselves against me.

Let them shout in triumph and rejoice, who are desiring my justification; And let them say continually, Yahweh be magnified, Who hath taken pleasure in the prosperity of his servant.

The words of his mouth, are iniquity and deceit, he hath left off to show discretion by doing well:

Thy righteousness, is like mighty mountains, and, thy just decrees, are a great resounding deep, - Man and beast, thou savest, O Yahweh!

Better the little of the righteous man, than the abundance of the lawless who are mighty;

For, such as are blessed of him, shall inherit the earth, But, the cursed of him, shall be cut off.

From Yahweh, are the steps of a man made firm, When, with his way, he is well pleased:

But, transgressors, are to be destroyed together, the hereafter of lawless men, is to be cut off.

For, mine iniquities, have passed over my head, Like a heavy burden, they are too heavy for me:

My wounds are of bad odour - they have festered, by reason of my folly:

For, my loins, are filled with inflammation, and there is no soundness in my flesh:

My heart, fluttereth, my strength hath forsaken me, and, as for the light of mine eyes, even they, are not with me:

Yea they who are seeking my life, have laid snares, and they who are asking my harm, have threatened engulfing ruin, And, deceitful things - all day long, do they mutter.

Thus have I become as a man who cannot hear, in whose mouth are no arguments:

And, my foes, are alive - have become strong, - and multiplied are they who hate me for false cause:

Even they who are repaying evil for good, accuse me because I pursue the good.

Lo! as hand-breadths, hast thou granted my days, and my life-time, is as nothing before thee, - Surely, a mere breath, are all men, even such as stand firm. Selah.

When, by rebukes for iniquity, thou hast corrected a man, Then hast thou consumed, as a moth, all that was delightful within him, Surely, a breath, are all men. Selah.

Mighty things, hast thou done - Thou, Yahweh my God, Thy wonderful doings and thy purposes to-wards us, There is no setting them in order unto thee - I would tell, and would speak! - They are too great to rehearse.

Let them turn pale and then at once blush, who are seeking my life to snatch it away, - Let them draw back, and be confounded, who are taking pleasure in my calamity;

Let them be astonished on account of their own shame, who are saying of me, Aha! Aha!

Let all them be glad and rejoice in thee, who are seekers of thee. Let them say continually - Yahweh be magnified! who are lovers of thy salvation.

Thou dust make us, A reproach to our neighbours, A mockery and a derision to them who are round about us:

Thine arrows, are sharp - Peoples, under thee, fall! In the heart of the foes of the king.

Daughters of kings, are among thine honourable women, Stationed is the bride at thy right hand, in gold of Ophir.

All glorious - the daughter of a king sitteth within, Brocades, wrought with gold, are her clothing!

In embroidered raiment, shall she be brought unto the king - The virgins that follow her, her companions, are to be conducted unto thee:

As for them who are trusting in their wealth, - And, in the abundance of their riches, do boast themselves,

Their, inward thought, is that their houses are for times age-biding, Their habitations, for generation after generation, - They give their own names unto lands!

Like sheep - into hades, are they driven, Death shall shepherd them, - And the upright shall have dominion over them in the morning, Even their form, is to decay, Hades, is all that remaineth of a habitation for him.

I know every bird of the mountains, And, the moving things of the plain, are with me:

The sacrifices of God, are a spirit that is broken, - A heart - broken and crushed, O God, thou wilt not despise.

Are the workers of iniquity, without knowledge? Devouring my people, as they devour food? Upon God, have they not called.

Day and night, they go round her, upon her walls, And, trouble and misery, are in her midst;

Desolations on them! Let them go down into hades alive, For, wicked doings, are at home within them.

GOD will hear, Yea He will humble them who aforetime sat enthroned . Selah.With whom are no changings, Neither have they revered God.

Mine adversaries have panted all the day, For, many, are fighting with me, loftily.

All the day, they wrest, my words, Against me, all their devices are for mischief;

My wandering, hast, thou, recorded, - Put thou my tears in thy bottle, Are they not in thy record?

Upon me, O God, are thy vows, I will pay back praises unto thee.

My soul, is in the midst of lions, I lie down amidst flames, As for the sons of men, Their teeth, are spear and arrows, And, their tongue, is a sharp sword.

Are ye, indeed, silent when righteousness, ye should speak? When, with equity, ye should judge, O ye sons of men?

So that a son of earth may say - Surely there is fruit for the righteous man! Surely there are gods who judge in the earth!

Lo! they belch forth with their mouth, Swords, are in their lips, For say they , Who doth hear?

They, may prowl about for food, - And, if they are not satisfied, then let them whine!

Upon God, depend my salvation and mine honour, My rock of strength, my refuge, are in God.

Surely, vanity, are men of low degree, Deception, men of high degree, - In the balances, they go up, They, are made of vanity, altogether.

One thing, hath God spoken, Two things, there are which I have heard, That, power, belongeth unto God;

They devise perverse things, They have completed the device well devised, Both the intent of each one, and the mind, are unsearchable.

The righteous man shall rejoice Yahweh, and seek refuge in him, Then shall glory - all who are upright in heart.

Thine, are silence and praise, O God, in Zion, - And, to thee, shall be paid the vow.

Fruitful are the pastures of the wilderness, And, with exultation, the hills do gird themselves.

Clothed are the pastures with flocks, The valleys also, cover themselves with corn, They shout for joy, yea they sing.

The chariots of God, are two myriads - thousands repeated, My Lord, is among them Sinai, is in the sanctuary!

The GOD we have, is a GOD of saving deeds, And, due to Yahweh, My Lord, are escapes from death.

In front are the singers, Behind are the harpers, In the midst of damsels playing on timbrels:

More than the hairs of my head, Are they who hate me without cause, - Firmer than my bones, Are they who are my foes for false cause, - What I had not plundered, then, had I to restore.

Let them not be ashamed, through me, Who have waited for thee, O My Lord, Yahweh of hosts, - Let them not be confounded, through me, Who are seeking thee, O God of Israel!

They who sit in the gate talk against me, - And against me are the songs of them who imbibe strong drink.

Thou, knowest my reproach, and my shame, and my confusion, Before thee, are all mine adversaries.

Let them turn pale and then at once blush, Who are seeking my life, - Let them draw back, and be confounded, Who are taking pleasure in my misfortune;

Let them turn back, on account of their own shame, Who are saying, Aha! Aha!

Let all them be glad and rejoice in thee, Yea, let them, who are seekers of thee, - say continually, God be magnified! Who are lovers of thy salvation.

Let them be ashamed - be consumed, Who are assailing my life, - Let them be covered with reproach and confusion, Who are seeking my hurt.

Ended are the prayers of David, son of Jesse.

Of the toil of weak mortals, have they none, Nor, with the sons of earth, are they hard smitten.

Therefore must his people return thither, And, the waters of abundance, are drained by them;

Lo! these, are the lawless, Who are secure for an age, They have attained unto wealth.