From all my transgressions, rescue thou me, - The reproach of the base, oh do not make me!

Remove from off me thy stroke, Because of the hostility of thy hand, am, I, consumed.

Look away from me that I may brighten up, Ere yet I depart and am no more.

Thy righteousness, have I not hid in the midst of my heart, Thy faithfulness and thy salvation, have I spoken, I have not concealed thy lovingkindness and thy truthfulness from the great convocation.

Thou, O Yahweh, wilt not restrain thy compassions from me, Thy lovingkindness and thy truthfulness, shall continually watch over me.

Blessed be Yahweh, the God of Israel, From the age that is past, even unto the age yet to come: Amen and Amen!

My God! over myself, my soul is cast down, - For this cause, will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, And the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.

Vindicate me, O God, and plead my cause, Against a nation, without lovingkindness, From the man of deceit and perversity, wilt thou deliver me?

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

Thou sufferest us to turn back from the adversary, And, they who hate us, have plundered at will:

Our heart had not drawn back, Nor had our goings swerved from thy path;

El, Elohim, Yahweh, hath spoken, and culled the earth, From the rising of the sun, unto the going in thereof:

Thoroughly wash me from mine iniquity, And, from my sin, make me pure;

Wilt thou cleanse me from sin with hyssop, That I may be pure? Wilt thou wash me, That I may be whiter, than snow?

Hide thy face from my sins, - And, all mine iniquities, blot out;

Do not cast me away from thy presence, And, thy Holy Spirit, do not take from me:

Rescue me from shed-blood, O God, the God of my salvation, My tongue should shout thy righteousness;

Give ear, O God, to my prayer, And do not hide thyself from my supplication:

Attend unto me, and answer me, I may ramble in my complaining, And be driven to and fro -

I would hasten mine escape, From rushing wind, from storm.

Engulfing ruin, is in her midst, And there depart not from her broadway, oppression and deceit.

For it is, not an enemy, that reproacheth me, Or I could bear it, - Not one that hath hated me, who, against me, hath magnified himself, Or I might hide myself from him;

For thou hast rescued my soul from death, Wilt thou not rescue my feet from stumbling? That I may walk to and fro, before God, In the light of life.

Lawless men have been estranged from birth, They have gone astray from their nativity, speaking falsehood;

Rescue me from my foes, O my God, From them who lift themselves up against me, wilt thou set me on high:

Rescue me, from the workers of iniquity, And, from the men of bloodshed, save me.

From the end of the earth, unto thee do I cry, When my heart fainteth away, Unto a rock that is higher than I, wilt thou lead me.

For thou hast been, A Refuge to me, A Tower of Strength, from the face of the foe.

Surely, towards God, silence becometh my soul, From him, is my salvation:

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.

Surely, towards God, be thou silent, my soul, For, from him, is mine expectation:

Hear, O God, my voice when I complain, From dread peril by the foe, wilt thou guard my life.

Wilt thou hide me, From the conclave of evil-doers, From the crowd of workers of iniquity.

Blessed be God, Who hath not turned away my prayer, Nor his own lovingkindness from me.

The GOD we have, is a GOD of saving deeds, And, due to Yahweh, My Lord, are escapes from death.

Said My Lord, From Bashan, will I bring back, - I will bring back from the depths of the sea:

That thou mayest bathe thy foot in blood, - The tongue of thy dogs, from the foes, hath its portion.

In the congregations, bless ye God, My Lord, from among the called of Israel:

O God, thou, hast known my folly, And, my wrong-doings, from thee, have not been hid.

Rescue me out of the mire, lest I sink, Let me be rescued, From my haters, and, From abysses of waters:

Then do not hide thy face from thy servant, Because I am in distress, haste thou - answer me!

Oh my God, deliver me, From the hand of the lawless one, From the clutch of the perverse and ruthless one;

For, thou, art my hope, My Lord, Yahweh, My confidence from my youthful days:

Upon thee, have I stayed myself from birth, Thou art he that severed me, from the body of my mother, Of thee, shall be my praise - continually.

O God, be not far from me, O my God, to help me, make haste!

O God, thou hast taught me from my youthful days, And, hitherto, have I been wont to tell of thy wonders;

So let him have dominion, From sea to sea, And from the River unto the ends of the earth;

Because he Rescueth, The needy from the rich, The oppressed, who hath no helper;

From extortion, and, violence, he Redeemeth their life, And precious is their flood in his sight.

Their iniquity, hath proceeded from fatness, They have surpassed the imaginations of the heart;

They mock, and wickedly command oppression, From on high, they command;

For lo! they who are far from thee, shall perish, Thou hast put an end to every one who wandered unchastely from thee.

But, God, hath been my king from aforetime, Working Deliverances in the midst of the earth.

Arise! O God, plead thine own cause, Remember the reproach of thee, from the impious one, all the day:

For neither from east nor west, Nor from the wilderness of thee mountains cometh exaltation ;

For, a cup, is in the hand of Yahweh, Whose wine is foaming, It is full of spiced wine, Which he hath caused to flow from one to another, - Surely, the dregs thereof, they shall drain out - they shall drink, Even all the lawless ones of the earth.

Thou hast held, watching, mine eyes, I was driven to and fro, and could not speak;

We will not withhold them from their children, To a later generation, recounting the praises of Yahweh, Even his might and his wonders which he wrought;

They had not turned away from what they had longed for, Yet was their food in their mouth,

They remembered not his hand - The day, When he ransomed them from the adversary;

He sent among them, The gad-fly, and it devoured them, And the frog, and it despoiled them;

He leveled a path for his anger, Withheld not, from death, their soul, But, their life - to the pestilence, he delivered:

And made choice of David his servant, And took him from among the folds of the sheep:

From after the sucking ewes, he brought him in, - To be shepherd to Jacob his people, And to Israel, his inheritance.

So will we not draw back from thee, Thou wilt bring us to life, And, on thy Name, will we call.

I took away, from the burden, his shoulder, his hands, from the clay, were set free.

Then would he feed them from the marrow of the wheat, Yea, out of the rock - with honey, would I satisfy thee.

They have said - Come, and let us wipe them out from being a nation, That the name of Israel may be remembered no more.

They go from strength to strength, Each one appeareth before God in Zion.

For, a sun and shield, is Yahweh God, - Grace and glory, will Yahweh give, He will not withhold what is good, from them who walk without blame.

Thou hast withdrawn all thine indignation, Thou hast ceased from the glow of thing anger.

To times age-abiding, wilt thou be angry with us? Wilt thou prolong thine anger, from generation to generation?

For, thy lovingkindness, is great towards me, And thou hast rescued my soul from Hades beneath.

Among the dead, is my couch, - Like the slain that lie in the grave, Where thou rememberest them no more, Yea, they, from thy hand, are cut off;

Thou hast far removed mine acquaintances from me, - Thou hast made me an abomination unto them, Shut up, and I cannot go forth!

Wherefore, O Yahweh, shouldst thou reject my soul? shouldst thou hide thy face from me?

Afflicted have I been, and dying, from youth, I have borne the terror of thee - I shall be distracted!

Thou hast far removed from me, lover and friend, Mine acquaintances, are in darkness.

Then spakest thou in vision of thy men of lovingkindness, and saidst - I have laid help upon a mighty one, I have exalted one chosen from among the people;

And I will shatter, from before him, his adversaries, And, them who hate him, will I smite;

But, my lovingkindness, will I not frustrate from them, Neither will I falsify my faithfulness;

Who is the man that shall live, and not see death? That can deliver his soul from the hand of hades. Selah.

BOOK THE FOURTH Lord! a dwelling-place, hast, thou, become to us, From generation to generation:

For, he, will rescue thee, From the snare of the fowler, From the destructive pestilence.

Established hath been thy throne from of old, From age-past times, thou art.

That thou mayest give him rest from the days of misfortune, Until there be digged - for the lawless one - a pit.

Sing to Yahweh, bless ye his Name, - Tell the tidings, from day to day, of his salvation:

Ye lovers of Yahweh! be haters of wrong, - He preserveth the lives of his men of lovingkindness, From the hand of the lawless, will he rescue them.

I will behave myself wisely in a blameless way, When wilt thou come in unto me? I will walk to and fro in the blamelessness of my heart, - in the midst of my house:

A perverse heart, shall depart from me, A maker of mischief, will I not acknowledge;

That he looked down, out of his holy height, Yahweh, from the heavens unto the earth, directed his gaze; -

Who redeemeth, from destruction, thy life, Who crowneth thee, with lovingkindness and compassion:

As far as East from West, Hath he put far from us, our transgressions;

But, the lovingkindness of Yahweh, is from one age even to another, Upon them who revere him, And his righteousness, to children's children: -

Over them, the bird of the heavens settleth down, From amidst the foliage, they utter a voice.

The young lions, roaring for prey, And seeking, from GOD, their food.

And they wandered from nation to nation, From a kingdom, to another people.

And saved them from the hand of one full of hatred, And redeemed them out of the hand of the foe;

So the waters covered their adversaries, Not one from among them, was left.

Then would he have bidden to destroy them, - had not Moses his chosen, stood in the breach before him, To turn back his wrath from destroying.