Hear, Yahweh, my righteous plea; Give ear to my prayer, that doesn't go out of deceitful lips.

Sing to him a new song. Play skillfully with a shout of joy!

Remove your scourge away from me. I am overcome by the blow of your hand.

I have no need for a bull from your stall, nor male goats from your pens.

It will please Yahweh better than an ox, or a bull that has horns and hoofs.

He caused the east wind to blow in the sky. By his power he guided the south wind.

Blow the trumpet at the New Moon, at the full moon, on our feast day.

There the ships go, and leviathan, whom you formed to play there.

Thus they exchanged their glory for an image of a bull that eats grass.

They joined themselves also to Baal Peor, and ate the sacrifices of the dead.

He turns a desert into a pool of water, and a dry land into water springs.

who turned the rock into a pool of water, the flint into a spring of waters.

Our oxen will pull heavy loads. There is no breaking in, and no going away, and no outcry in our streets.

He sends out his word, and melts them. He causes his wind to blow, and the waters flow.