Young lions have lacked and been hungry, And those seeking Jehovah lack not any good,

And Thou, Jehovah, God of Hosts, God of Israel, Awake to inspect all the nations. Favour not any treacherous dealers of iniquity. Selah.

They have said, 'Come, And we cut them off from being a nation, And the name of Israel is not remembered any more.'

Among the dead -- free, As pierced ones lying in the grave, Whom Thou hast not remembered any more, Yea, they by Thy hand have been cut off.

For a wind hath passed over it, and it is not, And its place doth not discern it any more.

He hath not suffered any to oppress them And He reproveth for their sakes kings.

The dead praise not Jah, Nor any going down to silence.

My steps establish by Thy saying, And any iniquity doth not rule over me.

He hath not done so to any nation, As to judgments, they have not known them. Praise ye Jah!