Jerusalem! mountains are round about her, And Jehovah is round about His people, From henceforth even unto the age.

They have surrounded me as waters all the day, They have gone round against me together,

From the face of the wicked who spoiled me. Mine enemies in soul go round against me.

He maketh darkness His secret place, Round about Him His tabernacle, Darkness of waters, thick clouds of the skies.

I am not afraid of myriads of people, That round about they have set against me.

Compass Zion, and go round her, count her towers,

Our God cometh, and is not silent, Fire before Him doth devour, And round about him it hath been very tempestuous.

For I have heard an evil account of many, Fear is round about. In their being united against me, To take my life they have devised,

A messenger of Jehovah is encamping, Round about those who fear Him, And He armeth them.

By day and by night they go round it, on its walls. Both iniquity and perverseness are in its midst,

They turn back at evening, They make a noise like a dog, And go round about the city.

And they turn back at evening, They make a noise like a dog, And they go round about the city.

O Jehovah, God of Hosts, Who is like Thee -- a strong Jah? And Thy faithfulness is round about Thee.

Cloud and darkness are round about Him, Righteousness and judgment the basis of His throne.

Fire before Him goeth, And burneth round about His adversaries.

And causeth it to fall in the midst of His camp, Round about His tabernacles.

They have shed their blood As water round about Jerusalem, And there is none burying.