For this cause, shall the lawless not stand in the judgment, - nor sinners in the assembly of the righteous.

For Yahweh doth acknowledge the way of the righteous; but, the way of the lawless, shall vanish.

Kiss the son, lest he be angry, and ye perish by the way, for soon might be kindled his anger, - How happy are all who seek refuge in him!

When I cry, answer me, O mine own righteous God, In a strait place, thou hast made room for me, Show me favour, and hear my prayer.

Know ye, then, that Yahweh hath set apart the man of lovingkindness for himself: Yahweh, will hear, when I cry to him.

In peace, will I lay me down and at once sleep; for, thou, Yahweh alone, wilt cause me, in security, to dwell.

Attend to the voice of my cry, my King and my God, for, unto thee, do I pray.

For, not a GOD finding pleasure in lawlessness, art thou, and wrong can be no guest of thine:

For in his mouth is nothing worthy of trust, Their inward purpose, is engulphing ruin, - An opened sepulchre, is their throat, With their tongue, speak they smooth things.

Declare them guilty, O God, Let them fall by their own counsels, - Into the throng of their own transgressions, thrust them down, For they have rebelled against thee: -

That all may rejoice who seek refuge in thee, to times age-abiding, may shout in triumph, that thou wilt protect them, and they may leap for joy in thee who are lovers of thy Name.

For, thou, wilt bless the righteous man, O Yahweh, As with an all-covering shield - with good pleasure, wilt thou encompass him.

Show me favour, O Yahweh, for languishing am I: Heal me, O Yahweh, - for dismayed are my bones:

Return, O Yahweh, deliver my soul, Save me, for the sake of thy lovingkindness;

For, in death, is no remembrance of thee, - In hades, who shall give thanks unto thee?

Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity, for Yahweh hath heard the voice of my weeping:

Rise! Yahweh! in thine anger, Lift thyself up, because of the haughty outbursts of mine adversaries, Stir up for me the justice thou hast commanded:

Let the wrong of the lawless, I pray thee, come to an end, and establish thou him that is righteous, - for, a trier of hearts and reins, is God the righteous one.

But, for himself, hath he made ready the weapons so deadly, His arrows, he, so fiery, would make:

For thou hast executed my right and my cause, Thou hast sat on the throne, judging righteously:

But, Yahweh, unto times age-abiding, will sit, Ready for judgment, is his throne;

Thus be Yahweh a refuge for the crushed one, a refuge for times of destitution:

Thus let them who know thy Name, put confidence in thee, that thou hast not forsaken the searchers for thee, O Yahweh.

When he was making inquisition for blood, of them, had he remembrance, he forgat not the outcry of the oppressed.

For, not always, shall the needy, be forgotten, - nor, the hope of the oppressed, perish for ever.

Appoint, O Yahweh, a terror for them, - Let the nations know that they are men. Selah.

For the lawless one hath boasted over the longing of his soul, and, the robber, hath blasphemed Yahweh.

His ways are firm at all times, On high, are thy righteous regulations, out of his sight, As for all his adversaries, he puffeth at them:

He abideth in the lurking-place of villages, In the hiding-places, he murdereth the innocent, - His eyes, for the unfortunate, are on the watch:

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.

Shatter thou the arm of the lawless one, And, as for the wrongful, wilt thou not enquire for his lawlessness - wilt thou not find it ?

For lo! the lawless, bend the bow They have fixed their arrow upon the string, To shoot in the darkness at the upright in heart:

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.

He will rain upon the lawless live-coals, Fire and brimstone and a burning wind, are the portion of their cup.

For righteous is Yahweh Righteousness, he loveth, the upright, shall behold his face.

O save Yahweh, for the man of lovingkindness, is no more, for the faithful, have vanished, from among the sons of men.

I will sing to Yahweh, for he hath dealt beautifully with me.

Preserve me, O GOD, for I have sought refuge in thee.

For thou wilt not abandon my soul to hades, neither wilt thou suffer thy man of lovingkindness, to see corruption:

As for the workings of men, By the word of thy lips, have, I, taken heed of the paths of the violent one.

I, have called upon thee, for thou wilt answer me, O GOD, - Incline thine ear unto me, Hear thou my speech:

As for our own goings, now, have they surrounded us, - Their eyes, they fix, bending to the earth:

In my distress, called I on Yahweh, And, unto my God, made outcry for help, He heard, out of his temple, my voice, And my outcry for help came before him - entered into his ears!

There went up smoke in his nostrils, and, a fire out of his mouth, devoured, Live coals, were kindled from it:

Out of the brightness before him, his clouds rolled along, hail, and live coals of fire.

Then did Yahweh thunder in the heavens, and the Highest uttered his voice, - hail, and live coals of fire.

He rescued me from my foe, in his might, and from them who hated me, because they were too strong for me:

For I had kept the ways of Yahweh, and not broken away from my God;

For, all his regulations, were before me, and, his statutes, did I not put from me:

For, as for thee, an oppressed people, thou didst save, but, looks that were lofty, layedst thou low;

For, thou, didst light up my lamp, Yahweh my God, enlightened my darkness;

For, by thee, I ran through a troop, and, by my God, I leapt over a wall.

As for GOD, blameless is his way, The speech of Yahweh hath been proved, A shield, he is to all who seek refuge in him.

For who is a GOD, save Yahweh? And who is a Rock, save our God?

Thus didst thou gird me with strength, for the battle, Thou subduedst mine assailants under me.

As for my foes, thou didst give me their neck, and, as for them who hated me, I destroyed them.

For this cause, will I praise thee among the nations, O Yahweh, and, to thy Name, will I sweep the strings: -

Yet through all the earth, hath gone forth their voice, - and, to the end of the world, their sayings, - For the sun, hath he set up a tent therein;

For thou wilt come to meet him, with the blessings of goodness, Thou wilt set on his head, a crown of pure gold.

For thou wilt appoint him blessings evermore, wilt cheer him with joy by thy countenance;

For, the king, is trusting in Yahweh, and, in the lovingkindness of the Highest, shall he not be shaken.

Thou wilt make them like a furnace of fire, at the time of thy presence, - Yahweh, in his anger, will swallow them up, and there shall consume them a fire:

For they have held out, against thee, a wicked thing, They have devised a scheme they cannot accomplish.

For thou wilt cause them to turn their back, Upon thy bow-strings, wilt thou make ready against their face.

My GOD, my GOD, why hast thou forsaken me? Far from saving me, The words of my loud lamentation?

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

For, thou, art he that severed me from the womb, he that caused me to trust, upon the breasts of my mother;

Be not far from me, for, distress, is near, For there is none to help.

For dogs have surrounded me, - An assembly of evil doers, have encircled me, They have pierced my hands and my feet,

I may tell all my bones, They, look for - they behold me!

They part my garments among them, and, for my vestment, they cast lots.

But, thou, O Yahweh, be not far off, O my help! to aid me, make haste;

For he hath not despised nor abhorred the humbling of the patient one, neither hath he hid his face from him, but, when he cried for help unto him, he heard.

The patient wronged-ones shall eat and be satisfied, They shall praise Yahweh, who are seekers of him, Let your heart live for aye.

For, to Yahweh, belongeth the kingdom, And One to Rule over the nations.

My life, he restoreth, He guideth me in right paths, for the sake of his Name.

Yea, though I walk through a valley death-shadowed, I will fear no harm, for, thou, art with me, Thy rod and thy staff, they, comfort me.

For, he, upon the seas, hath founded it, and upon the currents, doth make it firm.

Yea let, none who wait for thee, be put to shame, Let them be put to shame who act covertly without cause!

Guide me into thy truth and teach me, for, thou, art my delivering God, For thee, have I waited all the day:

Remember thy compassions, O Yahweh, and thy lovingkindnesses, For, from age-past times, have they been.

The sins of my youth, and my transgressions, do not thou call to mind, - According to thine own lovingkindness, remember thou me, for the sake of thine own goodness, O Yahweh.

Good and upright, is Yahweh, For this cause, will he direct sinners into the way.

For the sake of thy Name, O Yahweh, Therefore wilt thou pardon mine iniquity, for great it is.

Mine eyes, are continually unto Yahweh, - for, he, bringeth, out of the net, my feet.

Turn thou unto me, and show me favour, for, alone and oppressed, I am.

Behold my foes, for they abound, - and, with the hatred of violence, do they hate me.

Oh keep my soul, and rescue me, Let me not be put to shame, for I have sought refuge in thee.

Let, blamelessness and uprightness, watch over me, because I have waited for thee.

Do me justice, O Yahweh, For, I, in my blamelessness, have walked, and, in Yahweh, have I trusted, I will not waver.

For, thy lovingkindness, hath been before mine eyes, and I have walked to and fro in thy faithfulness;

Though there pitch against me - a camp, my heart shall not fear, - Though there come up against me - a battle, still, am I confident.

For he will hide me in his pavilion, in the day of calamity, - He will conceal me, in the secrecy of his tent, Within a rock, will he set me on high.

Do not give me up unto the desire of mine adversaries, for there have risen up against me witnesses that are false, and he that fanneth up violence.

Wait thou for Yahweh, - Be strong, and let thy heart be bold, Wait, then, for Yahweh!

Hear the voice of my supplication, when I cry to thee for help, when I lift up my hands toward thy holy shrine.

Yahweh, is my strength and my shield, In him, hath trusted my heart, and I have found help, - Therefore hath my heart danced for joy, and, with my song, do I praise him.

The voice of Yahweh, is cleaving out flames of fire;

I will extol thee, O Yahweh, for thou hast drawn me up, - and not suffered my foes to rejoice over me.

For there is, a Moment, in his anger, a Life-time, in his good-pleasure, In the evening, cometh Weeping to lodge, But, by the morning, -- tis a Shout of Triumph!