Why shouldst thou be cast down, O my soul? And why shouldst thou moan over me? Wait thou for God, for yet shall I praise him, As the triumph of my presence.

My God! over myself, my soul is cast down, - For this cause, will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, And the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.

Why shouldst thou be cast down, O my soul? And why shouldst thou moan over me, Wait thou for God, for yet shall I praise him, As the triumph of my presence, and my God.

For, God himself, is about to judge, One, he will cast down, Another, he will lift up;

Thou hast cast down the covenant of thy Servant, Thou hast profaned, to the earth, his crown;

Because of thine indignation and thy wrath, For thou hast lifted me up, and cast me down.

Yahweh, relieveth the humbled! casting the lawless down to the earth.