Do not deliver the soul of Your turtledove to the wild beast;
Do not forget the life of Your afflicted forever.

Do not forget the voice of Your adversaries,
The uproar of those who rise against You which ascends continually.

Arise, O Lord; O God, lift up Your hand.
Do not forget the afflicted.

Resh.
Look upon my affliction and rescue me,
For I do not forget Your law.

I have gone astray like a lost sheep; seek Your servant,
For I do not forget Your commandments.

Though I have become like a wineskin in the smoke,
I do not forget Your statutes.

My life is continually in my hand,
Yet I do not forget Your law.

I am small and despised,
Yet I do not forget Your precepts.

For He who requires blood remembers them;
He does not forget the cry of the afflicted.

For You do not delight in sacrifice, otherwise I would give it;
You are not pleased with burnt offering.

They will bear you up in their hands,
That you do not strike your foot against a stone.