And I say, 'Who doth give to me a pinion as a dove? I fly away and rest,

Thou hast ascended on high, Thou hast taken captive captivity, Thou hast taken gifts for men, That even the refractory may rest, O Jah God.

To give rest to him from days of evil, While a pit is digged for the wicked.

Where I sware in Mine anger, 'If they come in unto My rest !'

Turn back, O my soul, to thy rest, For Jehovah hath conferred benefits on thee.

Resh. See my affliction, and deliver Thou me, For Thy law I have not forgotten.

Ask ye the peace of Jerusalem, At rest are those loving thee.

Peace is in thy bulwark, rest in thy high places,

Arise, O Jehovah, to Thy rest, Thou, and the ark of Thy strength,

This is My rest for ever and ever, Here do I sit, for I have desired it.