Then, alive, had they swallowed us up, in the glow of their anger against us;

They who trust in Yahweh, are like Mount Zion, which shall not be shaken, Age-abidingly, shall it remain.

They who are sowing with tears, with shouting, shall reap:

How happy the man who hath filled his quiver with them! They will not be ashamed, but will speak with enemies in the gate.

Many a time, have they harassed me from my youth, well may Israel say:

Upon my back, have ploughmen ploughed, They have lengthened their furrow!

I have hoped, O my soul, for My Lord, more than they who watch for the morning, who watch for the morning.

Ears, have they, but they hear not, Nose, - there is no breath in their mouth.

Remember, O Yahweh, against the sons of Edom, the day of Jerusalem, - how they continued to say - Overthrow! Overthrow! unto the foundation within it.

All the kings of the earth, will thank thee, O Yahweh, when they have heard the sayings of thy mouth;

And they will sing of the ways of Yahweh, That great is the glory of Yahweh:

Mine unfinished substance, thine eyes beheld, and, in thy book, all the parts thereof were written, - the days they should be fashioned! while yet there was not one among them.

I would recount them! Beyond the sands, they multiply, I rouse myself - and am still with thee.

For they speak of thee wickedly, Thy foes lift up their hand unto falsehood.

With completeness of hatred, I hate them, As enemies, have they become to me.

Who have devised mischiefs in their heart , Every day, do they stir up wars:

They have sharpened their tongue like a serpent, - The poison of the asp, is under their lips. Selah.

The proud have hidden a snare for me, and, cords, have they spread as a net beside the track, Snares, have they set for me. Selah.

Do not grant, O Yahweh, the desires of the lawless one, his device, do not promote, They would exalt themselves. Selah.

May there be dropped on them live coals, - Into the fire, may they be let fall, into watery pits from which they shall not rise.

Their judges, have been hurled down by a crag, Now have men heard my sayings, for they have become sweet.

Keep me out of the clutches of the trap they have set for me, and the snares of the workers of iniquity.

They who are lawless, shall fall into the nooses thereof, while, I, at the same time, pass on.

When my spirit fainted concerning myself, then, thou, didst take note of my path, - In the course which I was about to take, they had hidden a snare for me.

Attend thou unto my loud cry, for I am brought very low, - Rescue me from my pursuers, for they are stronger than I.

O Yahweh! bow thy heavens and come down, Touch the mountains, that they smoke:

Generation unto generation, shall celebrate thy works, and, thy mighty deeds, shall they tell:

The splendour of the glory of thy majesty, shall they speak, and, thy wonders, will I utter.

The memory of thy great goodness, shall men pour forth, and, thy righteousness, shall they shout aloud.

The glory of thy kingdom, will they tell, - and, thy power, will they speak.

Giving, to the beast, its food, to the young ravens, when they cry.

Let them praise the Name of Yahweh, for, he, commanded, and they were created;

Let the men of lovingkindness exult as they glory, Let them shout aloud upon their beds: