Cords of the wicked have surrounded me, Thy law I have not forgotten.

Insensate as fat hath been their heart, I -- in Thy law I have delighted.

Better to me is the law of Thy mouth Than thousands of gold and silver!

Meet me do Thy mercies, and I live, For Thy law is my delight.

The proud have digged for me pits, That are not according to Thy law.

Unless Thy law were my delights, Then had I perished in mine affliction.

Mem. O how I have loved Thy law! All the day it is my meditation.

My soul is in my hand continually, And Thy law I have not forgotten.

Samech. Doubting ones I have hated, And Thy law I have loved.

Time for Jehovah to work! they have made void Thy law.

Rivulets of waters have come down mine eyes, Because they have not kept Thy law!

Thy righteousness is righteousness to the age, And Thy law is truth.

Near have been my wicked pursuers, From Thy law they have been far off.

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

Falsehood I have hated, yea I abominate it, Thy law I have loved.

Abundant peace have those loving Thy law, And they have no stumbling-block.

I have longed for Thy salvation, O Jehovah, And Thy law is my delight.

Lo, He slumbereth not, nor sleepeth, He who is preserving Israel.

Lo, as eyes of men-servants Are unto the hand of their masters, As eyes of a maid-servant Are unto the hand of her mistress, So are our eyes unto Jehovah our God, Till that He doth favour us.

Lo, an inheritance of Jehovah are sons, A reward is the fruit of the womb.

Lo, surely thus is the man blessed who is fearing Jehovah.

'Lo, we have heard it in Ephratah, We have found it in the fields of the forest.

A Song of the Ascents, by David. Lo, how good and how pleasant The dwelling of brethren -- even together!

A Song of the Ascents. Lo, bless Jehovah, all servants of Jehovah, Who are standing in the house of Jehovah by night.

For there is not a word in my tongue, Lo, O Jehovah, Thou hast known it all!

If I ascend the heavens -- there Thou art, And spread out a couch in Sheol, lo, Thee!

Attend Thou unto my loud cry, For I have become very low, Deliver Thou me from my pursuers, For they have been stronger than I.

Jehovah is causing the meek to stand, Making low the wicked unto the earth.

Hear, my son, the instruction of thy father, And leave not the law of thy mother,

If they say, 'Come with us, we lay wait for blood, We watch secretly for the innocent without cause,

And they for their own blood lay wait, They watch secretly for their own lives.

Turn back at my reproof, lo, I pour forth to you my spirit, I make known my words with you.

My son, if thou dost accept my sayings, And my commands dost lay up with thee,

Even to lay up for the upright substance, A shield for those walking uprightly.

My son! my law forget not, And my commands let thy heart keep,

For good learning I have given to you, My law forsake not.

Lay hold on instruction, do not desist, Keep her, for she is thy life.

Till when, O slothful one, dost thou lie? When dost thou arise from thy sleep?

Keep, my son, the command of thy father, And leave not the law of thy mother.

For a lamp is the command, And the law a light, And a way of life are reproofs of instruction,

My son! keep my sayings, And my commands lay up with thee.

Keep my commands, and live, And my law as the pupil of thine eye.

And, lo, a woman to meet him -- (A harlot's dress, and watchful of heart,

The wise lay up knowledge, and the mouth of a fool is near ruin.

Lo, the righteous in the earth is recompensed, Surely also the wicked and the sinner!

The words of the wicked are: 'Lay wait for blood,' And the mouth of the upright delivereth them.

The law of the wise is a fountain of life, To turn aside from snares of death.

When thou sayest, 'Lo, we knew not this.' Is not the Ponderer of hearts He who understandeth? And the Keeper of thy soul He who knoweth? And He hath rendered to man according to his work.

Lay not wait, O wicked one, At the habitation of the righteous. Do not spoil his resting-place.

And lo, it hath gone up -- all of it -- thorns! Covered its face have nettles, And its stone wall hath been broken down.

A little sleep -- a little slumber -- A little folding of the hands to lie down.

Those forsaking the law praise the wicked, Those keeping the law plead against them.

Whoso is keeping the law is an intelligent son, And a friend of gluttons, Doth cause his father to blush.

Whoso is turning his ear from hearing the law, Even his prayer is an abomination.

Without a Vision is a people made naked, And whoso is keeping the law, O his happiness!

To the leech are two daughters, 'Give, give, Lo, three things are not satisfied, Four have not said 'Sufficiency;'

Her mouth she hath opened in wisdom, And the law of kindness is on her tongue.

I have seen all the works that have been done under the sun, and lo, the whole is vanity and vexation of spirit!

I -- I spake with my heart, saying, 'I, lo, I have magnified and added wisdom above every one who hath been before me at Jerusalem, and my heart hath seen abundantly wisdom and knowledge.

I said in my heart, 'Pray, come, I try thee with mirth, and look thou on gladness;' and lo, even it is vanity.

and I have looked on all my works that my hands have done, and on the labour that I have laboured to do, and lo, the whole is vanity and vexation of spirit, and there is no advantage under the sun!

And I have turned, and I see all the oppressions that are done under the sun, and lo, the tear of the oppressed, and they have no comforter; and at the hand of their oppressors is power, and they have no comforter.

Also, if two lie down, then they have heat, but how hath one heat?

Lo, that which I have seen: It is good, because beautiful, to eat, and to drink, and to see good in all one's labour that he laboureth at under the sun, the number of the days of his life that God hath given to him, for it is his portion.

It is good that thou dost lay hold on this, and also, from that withdrawest not thy hand, for whoso is fearing God goeth out with them all.

He hath set the fool in many high places, And the rich in a low place do sit.

By slothfulness is the wall brought low, And by idleness of the hands doth the house drop.

And doors have been shut in the street. When the noise of the grinding is low, And one riseth at the voice of the bird, And all daughters of song are bowed down.

Also of that which is high they are afraid, And of the low places in the way, And the almond-tree is despised, And the grasshopper is become a burden, And want is increased, For man is going unto his home age-during, And the mourners have gone round through the street.

Lo, thou art fair, my friend, Lo, thou art fair, thine eyes are doves!

Lo, thou art fair, my love, yea, pleasant, Yea, our couch is green,

The voice of my beloved! lo, this -- he is coming, Leaping on the mountains, skipping on the hills.

My beloved is like to a roe, Or to a young one of the harts. Lo, this -- he is standing behind our wall, Looking from the windows, Blooming from the lattice.

For lo, the winter hath passed by, The rain hath passed away -- it hath gone.

Lo, his couch, that is Solomon's, Sixty mighty ones are around it, Of the mighty of Israel,

Lo, thou art fair, my friend, lo, thou art fair, Thine eyes are doves behind thy veil, Thy hair as a row of the goats That have shone from mount Gilead,

I said, 'Let me go up on the palm, Let me lay hold on its boughs, Yea, let thy breasts be, I pray thee, as clusters of the vine, And the fragrance of thy face as citrons,

Hear the word of Jehovah, ye rulers of Sodom, Give ear to the law of our God, ye people of Gomorrah,

And gone have many peoples and said, 'Come, and we go up unto the mount of Jehovah, Unto the house of the God of Jacob, And He doth teach us of His ways, And we walk in His paths, For from Zion goeth forth a law, And a word of Jehovah from Jerusalem.

And the low boweth down, and the high is humbled, And Thou acceptest them not.

For a day is to Jehovah of Hosts, For every proud and high one, And for every lifted up and low one,

For, lo, the Lord, Jehovah of Hosts, Is turning aside from Jerusalem, And from Judah, stay and staff, Every stay of bread, and every stay of water.

And I make it a waste, It is not pruned, nor arranged, And gone up have brier and thorn, And on the thick clouds I lay a charge, From raining upon it rain.

Because the vineyard of Jehovah of Hosts Is the house of Israel, And the man of Judah His pleasant plant, And He waiteth for judgment, and lo, oppression, For righteousness, and lo, a cry.

And bowed down is the low, and humbled the high, And the eyes of the haughty become low,

Therefore, as a tongue of fire devoureth stubble, And flaming hay falleth, Their root is as muck, And their flower as dust goeth up. Because they have rejected the law of Jehovah of Hosts, And the saying of the Holy One of Israel despised.

And He lifted up an ensign to nations afar off, And hissed to it from the end of the earth, And lo, with haste, swift it cometh.

And it howleth against it in that day as the howling of a sea, And it hath looked attentively to the land, And lo, darkness -- distress, And light hath been darkened by its abundance!

and he striketh against my mouth, and saith: 'Lo, this hath stricken against thy lips, And turned aside is thine iniquity, And thy sin is covered.'

Therefore the Lord Himself giveth to you a sign, Lo, the Virgin is conceiving, And is bringing forth a son, And hath called his name Immanuel,

Therefore, lo, the Lord is bringing up on them, The waters of the river, the mighty and the great, (The king of Asshur, and all his glory,) And it hath gone up over all its streams, And hath gone on over all its banks.

Bind up the testimony, Seal the law among My disciples.

Lo, I, and the children whom Jehovah hath given to me, Are for signs and for wonders in Israel, From Jehovah of Hosts, who is dwelling in Mount Zion.

To the law and to the testimony! If not, let them say after this manner, 'That there is no dawn to it.'

And unto the land it looketh attentively, And lo, adversity and darkness! -- Dimness, distress, and thick darkness is driven away, But not the dimness for which she is in distress!

Lo, the Lord, Jehovah of Hosts, Is lopping a branch with violence, And the high of stature are cut down, And the lofty are become low,

And a wolf hath sojourned with a lamb, And a leopard with a kid doth lie down, And calf, and young lion, and fatling are together, And a little youth is leader over them.

And cow and bear do feed, Together lie down their young ones, And a lion as an ox eateth straw.

Lo, God is my salvation, I trust, and fear not, For my strength and song is Jah Jehovah, And He is to me for salvation.

Lo, the day of Jehovah doth come, Fierce, with wrath, and heat of anger, To make the land become a desolation, Yea, its sinning ones He destroyeth from it.