Sons of men! till when is my glory for shame? Ye love a vain thing, ye seek a lie. Selah.

And my soul hath been troubled greatly, And Thou, O Jehovah, till when?

To the Overseer. -- A Psalm of David. Till when, O Jehovah, Dost Thou forget me? -- for ever? Till when dost Thou hide Thy face from me?

Till when do I set counsels in my soul? Sorrow in my heart daily? Till when is mine enemy exalted over me?

I pursue mine enemies, and overtake them, And turn back not till they are consumed.

Till when do ye devise mischief against a man? Ye are destroyed all of you, As a wall inclined, a hedge that is cast down.

And also unto old age and grey hairs, O God, forsake me not, Till I declare Thy strength to a generation, To every one that cometh Thy might.

Flourish in his days doth the righteous, And abundance of peace till the moon is not.

Till I come in to the sanctuaries of God, I attend to their latter end.

Till when, O God, doth an adversary reproach? Doth an enemy despise thy name for ever?

Till when, O Jehovah? art Thou angry for ever? Thy jealousy doth burn as fire.

Jehovah, God of Hosts, till when? Thou hast burned against the prayer of Thy people.

Till when do ye judge perversely? And the face of the wicked lift up? Selah.

Till when, O Jehovah, art Thou hidden? For ever doth Thy fury burn as fire?

Turn back, O Jehovah, till when? And repent concerning Thy servants.

Till when do the wicked, O Jehovah? Till when do the wicked exult?

Man goeth forth to his work, And to his service -- till evening.

Till the time of the coming of His word The saying of Jehovah hath tried him.

A Psalm of David. The affirmation of Jehovah to my Lord: 'Sit at My right hand, Till I make thine enemies thy footstool.'

Sustained is his heart -- he feareth not, Till that he look on his adversaries.

Lo, as eyes of men-servants Are unto the hand of their masters, As eyes of a maid-servant Are unto the hand of her mistress, So are our eyes unto Jehovah our God, Till that He doth favour us.

Till I do find a place for Jehovah, Tabernacles for the Mighty One of Jacob.

The wicked fall in their nets together, till I pass over!