My shield, is held by God, who is ready to save the upright in heart:

If he turn not, his sword, will he whet, - his bow, hath he bent, and made ready:

But, for himself, hath he made ready the weapons so deadly, His arrows, he, so fiery, would make:

But, Yahweh, unto times age-abiding, will sit, Ready for judgment, is his throne;

With the pure, thou didst show thyself pure, But, with the perverse, thou didst show thyself ready to contend.

For thou wilt cause them to turn their back, Upon thy bow-strings, wilt thou make ready against their face.

For, I, to halt, am ready, and, my pain, is before me continually;

Who have sharpened, like a sword, their tongue, Have made ready their arrow - a bitter word;

Be thy hand ready to help me, For, thy statutes, have I chosen.

Yahweh is ready to uphold all who are falling, and to raise all who are laid prostrate.