Behold my humiliation and my pain, and take away all my sins.

For, I, to halt, am ready, and, my pain, is before me continually;

I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, afar from happiness, But, my pain had been stirred:

Thine, are silence and praise, O God, in Zion, - And, to thee, shall be paid the vow.

For, whom, thou thyself, hadst smitten, they pursued, And, unto the pain of thy wounded ones, they must needs add.

I, then, am humbled and in pain, Thy salvation, O God, may it set me on high.