Thou wilt destroy them who speak falsehood, - The man of bloodshed and of deceit, Yahweh abhorreth.

Let an enemy pursue my soul, and overtake it, that he may tread down, to the earth, my life, - and, mine honour - in the dust, he may cause to dwell. Selah.

Thou hast seen! For, thou, mischief and misery, dost discern, to requite with thine own hand, Unto thee, doth, the unfortunate one, give himself up, To the fatherless, thou thyself, hast become a helper.

Yahweh, is in his holy temple As for Yahweh, in the heavens, is his throne, His eyes, behold - His eyelashes test the sons of men.

Yahweh, putteth, the righteous, to the test, - But the lawless one and the lover of violence, his soul doth hate.

Then did I beat them in pieces, like dust on the face of the wind. Like the mire in the lanes, did I scatter them.

My God! I keep crying - By day, and thou dost not answer, and, By night, and there is no rest for me.

Dried as a potsherd, is my strength, And, my tongue, is made to cleave to my gums, And, in the dust of death, wilt thou lay me.

All the great ones of the earth, shall eat and bow down, Before him shall kneel, all that go down to the dust, Even he who had not kept alive, his own soul!

Try me, O Yahweh, and prove me, Test my reins and my heart: -

I have not sat with men of deceit, nor, with dissemblers, would I enter;

What profit in my blood? in my going down into the pit? Can dust praise thee? Can it declare thy faithfulness?

Keep thy tongue from wickedness, And thy lips from speaking deceit:

The words of his mouth, are iniquity and deceit, he hath left off to show discretion by doing well:

Vindicate me, O God, and plead my cause, Against a nation, without lovingkindness, From the man of deceit and perversity, wilt thou deliver me?

Thou dost give us up like sheep to be devoured, And, amongst the nations, hast thou scattered us.

Thou dost sell thy people for, no-value, And hast not made increase by their price.

Thou dust make us, A reproach to our neighbours, A mockery and a derision to them who are round about us:

Thou dust make us, A by-word among the nations, - A shaking of the head among the peoples.

For our soul, sinketh down to the dust, Our body, cleaveth to the earth.

For, though, his own self - while he lived, he used to bless, And they will praise thee, when thou doest well to thyself,

Thy mouth, hast thou thrust into wickedness, And, thy tongue, kept weaving deceit;

Why dost thou boast thyself of wickedness, O mighty man? The lovingkindness of GOD, lasteth all the day.

Engulfing ruin, doth thy tongue devise, Like a whetted razor, working deceit;

Engulfing ruin, is in her midst, And there depart not from her broadway, oppression and deceit.

But, thou, O God, wilt bring them down to the pit of destruction, Men of bloodshed and deceit, shall not live out half their days; But, I, will trust in thee.

Thou hast visited the earth, and made it abound, Abundantly, dost thou enrich it - The channel of God, is full of waters, Thou preparest their corn, Yea, thus, dost thou prepare it:

The ridges thereof, drenching, Settling the furrows thereof, With myriad drops, dost thou soften it, The sprouting thereof, doth thou bless.

A bounteous rain, dost thou shed abroad, O God, upon thine inheritance, When exhausted, thou thyself, hast supported it:

Thy living host, have remained therein, Thou dost provide, in thy bounty, for the humbled ones - O God!

Before him, let the men of the desert kneel, But, as for his foes, the dust, let them lick;

Surely, in slippery places, dost thou set them, - Thou hast suffered them to fall into places of danger.

And rained upon them flesh as the dust, And, like the sand of the seas, birds of wing;

Yea they again put GOD to the test, And, to the Holy One of Israel, caused they sorrow:

Thou dost make us an object of contention to our neighbours, And, our foes, find mockery for themselves.

O my God, make them, As whirling dust , As chaff before a wind;

For great thou art, and doest wondrous things, Thou, O God, of thyself alone.

Thou, rulest over the swelling of the sea, When the rolling waves thereof lift themselves, Thou, dost bid them be still:

Thou causest man to return unto dust, And hast said - Return, ye sons of Adam!

There shall not dwell in the midst of my house, One who worketh deceit, - he that speaketh falsehoods, shall not be established before mine eyes;

Seeing that thy servants, take pleasure, in her stones, And, her dust, they favour:

For, he, knoweth how we are formed, He is mindful that, dust, we are.

Thou hidest thy face, they are dismayed, Thou withdrawest their spirit, They cease to breathe, And, unto their own dust, do they return:

That raiseth, out of the dust, the poor, From the dunghill, uplifteth the needy;

[DALETH] My soul, cleaveth to the dust, Give me life, according to thy word.

Whose mouth, hath spoken deceit, and, whose right hand, is a right hand of falsehood.

Snatch me away and rescue me out of he hand of the sons of the alien, - whose mouth hath spoken deceit, and, whose right hand, is a right hand of falsehood: -