I am weary with my sighing, I flood, through the whole night, my couch, - With my tears, I cause, my bed, to dissolve:

Sheep and oxen, all of them, - yea even the beasts of the field;

Yahweh, at the Flood, was seated, And Yahweh hath taken his seat, as king, unto times age-abiding.

By reason of all mine adversaries, have I become a reproach. Even to my neighbours, altogether, and a dread to mine acquaintance, - They who have seen me abroad, have fled from me:

Thou wouldst sit down - Against thine own brother, wouldst thou speak, Against thine own mother's son, wouldst thou expose a fault: -

Lo! I would take a distant flight, I would tarry in the wilderness. Selah.

Thou hadst given - to them that revere thee - a banner, to float aloft, Because of thy faithfulness. Selah.

When they were to have ruined another, their tongue smote themselves, All who observe them take flight.

I have sunk in deep swamp, Where there is no place to stand, I have come into abysses of waters, Where a flood hath overflowed me;

Let not a flood of waters overflow me, And let not the depth swallow me up, Neither let the well close, over me, her mouth.

From extortion, and, violence, he Redeemeth their life, And precious is their flood in his sight.

In presence of their fathers, wrought he, wondrously, - In the land of Egypt - the field of Zoan:

The boar out of the forest, browseth upon it, And, the wild beast of the field, pastureth thereon.

As well the singers as the flute-players are saying , - All my springs, are in thee!

Let the field, leap for joy, and all that is therein, Then, shall all the trees of the forest, shout in triumph,

As for man, like grass, are his days, Like the blossom of the field, so, doth he blossom;

They give drink, to every wild beast of the field, The wild asses do break their thirst.

The sea, beheld, and fled, The Jordan, turned back;

I have seen traitors, and felt loathing, Because, thy word, they kept not.

Praise him, with timbrel and dance, - Praise him, with stringed instrument and flute,