Rescue, from the sword, my life, from the power of the dog, my solitary self:
My Lord! how long wilt thou look on? Bring back my soul out of their raging, from among lions, my solitary self.
O Sword! awake against my shepherd, even against the man that is my companion, urgeth Yahweh of hosts, - Smite the shepherd, and let the flock, be scattered, Howbeit I will turn back my hand over the little ones.
Rise, Yahweh! Confront his face, Bring him down, Deliver my soul from the lawless one who is thy sword: