O save Yahweh, for the man of lovingkindness, is no more, for the faithful, have vanished, from among the sons of men.
The righteous one, hath perished, And not a man, hath taken it to heart - Yea the men of lovingkindness, have been withdrawn No one considering, That from the presence of calamity, hath the righteous been withdrawn.
And God beheld the earth, and lo! it had corrupted itself, - surely all flesh had corrupted its way, on the earth.
and Mattithiah, Eliphelehu, and Mikneiah, and Obed-edom, and Jeiel and Azaziah, - with lyres over the bass, to take the lead.
Rise! Yahweh, Save me, my God. Surely thou hast smitten all my foes on the cheekbone, The teeth of the lawless, hast thou broken.
If, Yahweh of hosts, had not left us a very small remnant, Like Sodom, had we become, Gomorrah, had we resembled.
How hath she become unchaste! - The city that was Faithful, - Full of justice, Righteousness lodged in her, But, now, murderers!
None, sueth in righteousness, and None, pleadeth in faithfulness, - Men are trusting in confusion, And speaking vanity, Conceiving wickedness And bringing forth iniquity:
Transgressing, and denying Yahweh, And turning away from following our God, - Speaking oppression and revolt, Conceiving, and muttering from the heart, words of falsehood.
Therefore looked I around, and there was none to help, - And I was astonished that there was none to uphold, - So, mine own arm brought me salvation, And mine indignation, the same upheld me;
Run ye to and fro through the streets of Jerusalem, And see I pray you and know and seek out in the broad places thereof, Whether ye can find, a man, Whether there is one Doing justice Demanding fidelity, - That I may pardon her.
Alas for me! for I am become as gatherings of summer fruit, as gleaning-grapes in harvest, there is no cluster to eat, the first ripe fruit, my soul, craved.
But, seeing the wind, he was affrighted, and, beginning to sink, cried out, saying - Lord! save me!