And Thou exaltest as a reem my horn, I have been anointed with fresh oil.

At morning I cut off all the wicked of the land, To cut off from the city of Jehovah All the workers of iniquity!

As to mine enemies -- Thou hast given to me the neck, As to those hating me -- I cut them off.

Jehovah doth cut off all lips of flattery, A tongue speaking great things,

Causing wars to cease, Unto the end of the earth, the bow he shivereth, And the spear He hath cut asunder, Chariots he doth burn with fire.

And man in honour doth not remain, He hath been like the beasts, they have been cut off.

Man in honour, who understandest not, Hath been like the beasts, they have been cut off!

And I -- I have said in my haste, 'I have been cut off from before Thine eyes,' But Thou hast heard the voice of my supplications, In my crying unto Thee.

(The face of Jehovah is on doers of evil, To cut off from earth their memorial.)

For as grass speedily they are cut off, And as the greenness of the tender grass do fade.

For evil doers are cut off, As to those waiting on Jehovah, they possess the land.

For His blessed ones do possess the land, And His reviled ones are cut off.

For Jehovah is loving judgment, And He doth not forsake His saintly ones, To the age they have been kept, And the seed of the wicked is cut off.

Look unto Jehovah, and keep His way, And He doth exalt thee to possess the land, In the wicked being cut off -- thou seest!

And transgressors were destroyed together, The latter end of the wicked was cut off.

By Thee I have been supported from the womb, From my mother's bowels Thou dost cut me out, In Thee is my praise continually.

For, lo, those far from Thee do perish, Thou hast cut off every one, Who is going a whoring from Thee.

And all horns of the wicked I cut off, Exalted are the horns of the righteous!

Turn back doth the evil thing to mine enemies, In Thy truth cut them off.

They are melted as waters, They go up and down for themselves, His arrow proceedeth as they cut themselves off.

Among the dead -- free, As pierced ones lying in the grave, Whom Thou hast not remembered any more, Yea, they by Thy hand have been cut off.

Over me hath Thy wrath passed, Thy terrors have cut me off,

In the morning it flourisheth, and hath changed, At evening it is cut down, and hath withered.

Days of our years, in them are seventy years, And if, by reason of might, eighty years, Yet is their enlargement labour and vanity, For it hath been cut off hastily, and we fly away.

And turneth back on them their iniquity, And in their wickedness cutteth them off; Jehovah our God doth cut them off!

Burnt with fire -- cut down, From the rebuke of Thy face they perish.

They have said, 'Come, And we cut them off from being a nation, And the name of Israel is not remembered any more.'

For He hath broken doors of brass, And bars of iron He hath cut.

All nations have compassed me about, In the name of Jehovah I surely cut them off.

They have compassed me about, Yea, they have compassed me about, In the name of Jehovah I surely cut them off.

They compassed me about as bees, They have been extinguished as a fire of thorns, In the name of Jehovah I surely cut them off.

Whoso slandereth in secret his neighbour, Him I cut off, The high of eyes and proud of heart, him I endure not.

Jehovah is righteous, He hath cut asunder cords of the wicked.

Cut me off hath my zeal, For mine adversaries forgot Thy words.