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Not so, the lawless, - but as chaff which is driven about by the wind:

Thou hast put gladness in my heart, - beyond the season when, their corn and their new wine, have increased.

I am weary with my sighing, I flood, through the whole night, my couch, - With my tears, I cause, my bed, to dissolve:

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

Lo! he gendereth trouble, and conceiveth mischief, but giveth birth to a disappointment:

A pit, he cut out, and digged it, and then fell into the ditch he had made:

Shouldst give him dominion over the works of thy hands, - All things, shouldst have put under his feet:

The nations, have sunk, in the pit they had made, In the net which they had hidden, is caught their own foot.

Despised in his sight, is the reprobate, but, them who revere Yahweh, he doth honour, he hath sworn to his neighbour, and will not change;

His silver, hath he not put out on interest, nor, a bribe against the innocent, hath he taken. He that doeth these things, shall not be shaken unto times age-abiding.

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

With the pure, thou didst show thyself pure, But, with the perverse, thou didst show thyself ready to contend.

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

They cried out, but there was none to save, unto Yahweh, but he answered them not.

Then did I beat them in pieces, like dust on the face of the wind. Like the mire in the lanes, did I scatter them.

They, have bowed down and fallen, but, we, have arisen, and stand upright.

Like water, am I poured out, and, put out of joint, are all my bones, - My heart, hath become, like wax, it is melted in the midst of my body;

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.

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

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

Unto thee, O Yahweh, do I cry, O my Rock! do not turn in silence from me, - lest, if thou turn from me in silence, I be like them who go down into the pit.

Do not drag me away - with the lawless, or with the workers of iniquity, - who speak peaceably with their neighbours, but, wrong, is in their heart.

O Yahweh! thou hast lifted, out of hades, my soul, Thou hast brought me back to life, from among those who were going down to the pit.

But, I, said, in my tranquility, I shall not be shaken to times age-abiding!

What profit in my blood? in my going down into the pit? Can dust praise thee? Can it declare thy faithfulness?

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.

Do not ye become like a horse, like a mule, without discernment, - With the bit and bridle of his mouth, hast thou to restrain him, - He will not come near unto thee.

Let them be ashamed and confounded, who are seeking my life, - Let them turn back and be put to the blush, who are devising my hurt:

For, without cause, have they hid for me, in a ditch, their net, - Without cause, have they digged a pit for my life.

But, my soul, shall exult in Yahweh, - shall be glad in his salvation.

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:

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;

For, no salvation, will they utter, - But, against the quiet of the land, deceitful things, do they devise;

Iniquity, deviseth he upon his bed, - he taketh his stand in a way, not good, Wrong, doth he not abhor!

For, evil doers, shall be cut off, but, as for them who wait for Yahweh, they, shall inherit the earth.

For, the arms of the lawless, shall be broken, But Yahweh is upholding the righteous.

For, such as are blessed of him, shall inherit the earth, But, the cursed of him, shall be cut off.

The lawless man, lieth in wait, for the just, and seeketh to put him to death:

Then I passed by, and lo! he had vanished! Yea I sought him, but he could not be found.

My wounds are of bad odour - they have festered, by reason of my folly:

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

But, I, being oppressed and needy, May My Lord devise for me, - My help and my deliverer, thou art! O my God, do not tarry!

But, thou, O Yahweh, show me favour and raise me up, That I may repay them.

But, as for me, In my blamelessness, hast thou held me fast, And hast caused me to stand before thee unto times age-abiding.

For, not by their own sword, gat they possession of the land, Nor did, their own arm, win victory for them, - But thine own right hand, and thine own arm, and the light of thy face, Because thou hadst accepted them.

For thou hast saved us from our adversaries, And, them who hated us, hast thou put to shame.

But nay thou hast rejected, and confounded us, And wilt not go forth with our hosts;

But, a son of earth, though wealthy, cannot tarry, He hath made himself a by-word - Beasts, they resemble:

But, to the lawless one, God saith, What hast, thou, to do, to recount my statutes? Or that thou hast taken up my covenant upon thy mouth?

But, I, am like a flourishing olive-tree, in the house of God, I have put confidence in the lovingkindness of God, for times age-abiding and beyond.

There have they been in great dread where no dread was, Because, God, hath scattered the bones of thy besieger, - Thou hast put him to shame, Because, God, had, rejected, them.

Smoother than curds, were the words of his mouth, But, war, was in his heart, - Softer his words than oil, Yet, they, were drawn swords!

But, thou, O God, wilt bring them down to the pit of destruction, Men of bloodshed and deceit, shall not live out half their days; But, I, will trust in thee.

My wandering, hast, thou, recorded, - Put thou my tears in thy bottle, Are they not in thy record?

A net, did they fix for my steps, My soul was bowed down, - They digged before me a pit, They fell into the midst thereof! Selah.

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

Surely, from his elevation, they have taken counsel to thrust him down, They accept falsehood, - With his mouth, they each of them bless, But, inwardly, they revile. Selah.

But, the king, shall rejoice in God, - Every one shall glory who sweareth by him, For the mouth of them who speak falsehood, shall be stopped.

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

How happy the man thou shalt choose and bring near! He shall bide in thy courts, - We shall be satisfied with, The blessing of thy house, The holiness of thy temple.

Thou didst let men ride at our head; We went into fire and into water, But thou didst bring us forth into freedom.

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