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Awake, why sleepest thou, O Lord? arise, cast us not off for ever.
Rise! Yahweh! in thine anger, Lift thyself up, because of the haughty outbursts of mine adversaries, Stir up for me the justice thou hast commanded:
Because of violence done to the poor, because of the crying of the needy, Now, will I arise! O may Yahweh say, - I will place him in safety - let him puff at him!
Bestir thyself and wake up, to my vindication, O my God and My Lord! - to my plea:
For no iniquity, do they run that they may take their stand, Rouse thyself to meet me, and see.
Then awoke, as one that had slept, Adonay, As a warrior exulting with wine!
Awake, awake put on strength, O arm of Yahweh, Awake, As in days of old, The generations of bygone ages: Art not thou that which - Hewed down Rahab, Piercing the Crocodile?
And he was in the stern, on the cushion, sleeping. And they arouse him, and say unto him, Teacher! carest thou not that we perish?
But nay thou hast rejected, and confounded us, And wilt not go forth with our hosts;
Wherefore, O God, hast thou cast off utterly? Shall thine anger smoke against the flock of thine own pasturing?
Wherefore, O Yahweh, shouldst thou reject my soul? shouldst thou hide thy face from me?