Yahweh! how have mine adversaries multiplied, Multitudes, are rising against me;

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.

O Yahweh! lead me in thy righteousness, because of mine adversaries, Make even, before me, thy way:

My face, is all sunken with sorrow, - it hath aged, because of all mine adversaries.

If I have requited my friend with wrong, - or have oppressed mine adversary without need,

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.

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:

Yahweh, will judge the peoples, - Do me justice, O Yahweh, according to my righteousness, and according to mine integrity upon me,

When mine enemies turned back, they stumbled and perished from before thee;

How long shall I lay up cares within my soul, sorrow in my heart, day by day? How long shall mine enemy lift himself up over me?

Have regard! answer me O Yahweh my God, - Light up mine eyes, lest I sleep on into death:

Lest mine enemy say, I have prevailed over him! and, mine adversaries, exult, that I totter.

Yahweh, is mine allotted portion and my cup, Thou, art maintaining my lot.

I will bless Yahweh, who hath counselled me, - Surely, by night, shall mine impulses admonish me.

Therefore, hath my heart rejoiced, and mine honour exulted, Yea, my flesh, shall settle down securely;

So became I blameless with him, and kept myself from mine iniquity.

Teaching my hands to war, - so that a bow of bronze was bent by mine arms.

Thou didst widen my stepping-places under me, so that, mine ankles, faltered not.

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

Who hath delivered me from my foes, - Yea, from mine assailants, hast thou set me on high, From the man of violence, hast thou rescued me.

Thou spreadest before me a table, in face of mine adversaries, Thou hast anointed, with oil, my head, My cup, hath run over.

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.

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.

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

When there drew near against me evil-doers to devour my flesh, mine adversaries, and mine enemies - mine! - they, stumbled and fell!

Point out to me, O Yahweh, thy way, - And guide me in a level path, because of mine adversaries.

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.

To the end that mine honour should make melody unto thee, and not be silent. O Yahweh, my God! Unto times age-abiding, will I praise thee.

Show me favour, O Yahweh, for in distress am I, - Wasted with vexation, is mine eye - my soul and my body;

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:

I have been forgotten, like one dead - out of mind, I have been as a missing vessel.

But, I, had said in mine alarm, I am cut off from before thine eyes, - But, indeed, thou didst hear the voice of my supplication, when I cried for help unto thee.

My sin, would I own unto thee, and, mine iniquity, not hide, I said, I will confess my transgressions unto Yahweh, And, thou, didst forgive the iniquity of my sin. Selah.

I will make thee discreet, I will point out to thee the way which thou must go, I will fix upon thee mine eye.

But, as for me, when they were sick, my clothing was sackcloth, I humbled, with fasting, my soul, though, my prayer, unto mine own bosom, might return:

Like as for a friend, like as for a brother of mine own, I walked to and fro, As though mourning for a mother, I gloomily bowed myself down.

But, in mine overthrow, have they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together, - There gathered themselves together against me foolish men, and I knew it not, They have torn in pieces, and not been silent;

Let them not say in their heart, Aha! to our mind! Let them not say, We have swallowed him up!

Mine own tongue also, shall softly utter thy righteousness, - All the day long, - thy praise!

For, mine iniquities, have passed over my head, Like a heavy burden, they are too heavy for me:

My heart, fluttereth, my strength hath forsaken me, and, as for the light of mine eyes, even they, are not with me:

For, mine iniquity, will I declare, I shall be anxious because of my sin;

Let me know, O Yahweh, mine end, And the measure of my days - what it is, I would know how short-lived I am.

To do thy good-pleasure, O my God, is my delight, And, thy law, is in the midst of mine inward parts:

For there have closed in upon me, misfortunes beyond number, Mine iniquities have overtaken me, and I cannot see, They have become more than the hairs of my head, And, my courage, hath forsaken me!

Mine enemies, speak ill of me, When will he die, and his name perish?

Hereby, do I know that thou delightest in me, In that mine enemy shall not raise a shout over me.

These things, I keep calling to mind, and pouring out, over me, my own soul, For I used to cross over with a crowd, Lead them in procession up to the house of God, With the voice of shouting and praise. - a throng keeping festival.

That I may go in unto the altar of God, Unto GOD, mine exultant joy, - That I may praise thee with the lyre, O God - mine own God!

Apply your mind to her rampart, Pass between her palaces, That ye may recount them to an after generation;

I will bend, to a by-word, mine ear, I will open, on the lyre, mine enigma.

For, mine, is every wild-beast of the forest, The cattle on the mountains, in their thousands;

If I were hungry, I would not tell thee, For, mine, is the world, and the fulness thereof.

Thoroughly wash me from mine iniquity, And, from my sin, make me pure;

Hide thy face from my sins, - And, all mine iniquities, blot out;

Let him turn back the mischief upon mine adversaries, In thy faithfulness, destroy them!

For, out of all distress, hath he rescued me, - And, upon my foes, hath, mine own eye, looked.

I would hasten mine escape, From rushing wind, from storm.

But it is, thou, a man esteemed as mine equal, mine associate, and mine acquaintance;

Mine adversaries have panted all the day, For, many, are fighting with me, loftily.

Then, shall my foes turn back, in the day I cry, This, I know, for God is mine!

Awake, mine honour, Awake, harp and lyre, I will awaken the dawn;

For lo! they have lain in wait for my life, Mighty ones stir up strife against me, Without transgression of mine, and without sin of mine, O Yahweh;

My God of lovingkindness, will come to meet me, God, will let me look on mine adversaries.

Mine, is Gilead - and mine, Manasseh, But, Ephraim, is the defence, of my head, Judah, is my commander's staff;

Surely, towards God, be thou silent, my soul, For, from him, is mine expectation:

Upon God, depend my salvation and mine honour, My rock of strength, my refuge, are in God.

Thus, will I bless thee while I live, In thy Name, will I lift up mine outspread hands:

Should I call thee to mind upon my conch, In the watches of the night, would I breathe soft speech of thee.

They devise perverse things, They have completed the device well devised, Both the intent of each one, and the mind, are unsearchable.

I am weary with mine outcry, Parched is my throat, - Mine eyes have become dim, through waiting for my God.

Oh draw near unto my soul - redeem it, Because of mine enemies, ransom me.

Thou, knowest my reproach, and my shame, and my confusion, Before thee, are all mine adversaries.

For mine enemies have spoken of me, And, they who watch for my life, have taken counsel together;

When I reasoned, that I might understand this, A vexation, it was in mine eyes:

Thou hast held, watching, mine eyes, I was driven to and fro, and could not speak;

Give ear, O my people, to mine instruction, Bend your ear to the sayings of my mouth;

They put GOD to the proof in their heart, By asking food to their mind:

Thou hast far removed mine acquaintances from me, - Thou hast made me an abomination unto them, Shut up, and I cannot go forth!

Mine eye, hath dimmed through affliction; I have called upon thee, O Yahweh, all day long, I have spread out, unto thee, my hands.

Thou hast far removed from me, lover and friend, Mine acquaintances, are in darkness.

I have found David my servant, With mine own holy oil, have I anointed him;

With whom my hand shall be firm, Yea, mine arm, shall strengthen him;

So hath mine eye descried them who were lying in wait for me, - Of my wicked assailants, mine ears, shall hear.

And I sware in mine anger, - Verily they shall not enter into my rest.

I will not set before mine eyes, a vile thing, - The doing of them who fall away, I hate, It shall not cleave unto me;

Mine eyes, shall be upon the faithful of the land, That they may dwell with me, - he that walketh in a blameless way, he, shall attend me.

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;

All the day, have mine enemies, reproached me, And, they who are mad against me, by me, have sworn.

Fixed, is my heart, O God, I will sing and touch the strings, even mine honour.

Mine, is Gilead - mine, Manasseh, but, Ephraim, is the defence of my head, Judah, is my commander's staff;

This, be the reward of mine accusers, from Yahweh, even of them who are speaking wrongfully against my life.

They, may curse if, thou, wilt bless, - Mine assailants, shall be ashamed, but, thy servant, shall rejoice;

Mine accusers shall be clothed with confusion, and shall wrap about them, like a cloak, their own shame.

For thou hast rescued my soul from death, - mine eyes from tears, my feet from stumbling.

I, said in mine alarm, All men, are false!

My might and melody, is Yah, and he hath become mine by salvation.

I will thank thee, because thou hast answered me, And hast become mine, by salvation.

Unveil thou mine eyes, that I may discern Wondrous things out of thy law.