Treasury of Scripture Knowledge
Rise, Yahweh! Confront his face, Bring him down, Deliver my soul from the lawless one who is thy sword:
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.
My darling, etc
My Lord! how long wilt thou look on? Bring back my soul out of their raging, from among lions, my solitary self.
For dogs have surrounded me, - An assembly of evil doers, have encircled me, They have pierced my hands and my feet,