Let God arise, let his enemies be scattered, Yea let them that hate him flee before him:

But let, the righteous, be glad, let them exult before God, Yea let them rejoice with gladness.

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.

Let him live, then! And be there given unto him of the gold of Sheba, - Let prayer also be offered for him continually, All the day, let him be blessed.