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Sacrifice and meal-offering, thou didst not delight in, Ears, didst thou pierce for me, - Ascending-sacrifice and sin-bearer, thou didst not ask:

I have told the good-tidings of righteousness in a great convocation, Lo! my lips, do I not restrain, O Yahweh, thou, knowest:

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.

But, I, being oppressed and needy, May My Lord devise for me, - My help and my deliverer, thou art! O my God, do not tarry!

An infliction of the Abandoned One hath been fixed upon him, and, now that he hath lien down, he will not again rise.

Hereby, do I know that thou delightest in me, In that mine enemy shall not raise a shout over me.

For, not by their own sword, gat they possession of the land, Nor did, their own arm, win victory for them, - But thine own right hand, and thine own arm, and the light of thy face, Because thou hadst accepted them.

But nay thou hast rejected, and confounded us, And wilt not go forth with our hosts;

Thou dost sell thy people for, no-value, And hast not made increase by their price.

All this, hath come upon us, Yet had we not forgotten thee, Neither had we dealt falsely with thy covenant;

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

Awake thou! wherefore shouldst thou sleep, O Lord? Bestir thee! do not reject us altogether!

For this cause, will we not fear, Though the earth showeth change, Or the mountains slip into the heart of the seas:

That he should, yet, live on, continually, Should not see corruption.

A son of earth though wealthy, who discerneth not, Hath made himself a by-word, Beasts, they resemble.

Let our God come, and let him not keep silence! A fire - before him, shall devour, And, around him, hath it become exceeding tempestuous:

Not, for thy sacrifices, will I reprove thee, Nor for thine ascending-offerings, before me continually:

I will not take out of thy house - a bullock, Nor out of thy folds - he-goats;

If I were hungry, I would not tell thee, For, mine, is the world, and the fulness thereof.

For thou wilt not desire sacrifice - that I should give it, Ascending-offering, will not please:

They all, have turned back, together have they become tainted, - There is none that doeth good, Not so much as, one!

Are the workers of iniquity, without knowledge? Devouring my people, as they devour food? Upon God, have they not called.

For, aliens, have risen up against me, And, men of violence, have sought my life, They have not set God before them. Selah.

Day and night, they go round her, upon her walls, And, trouble and misery, are in her midst;

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;

But, thou, O God, wilt bring them down to the pit of destruction, Men of bloodshed and deceit, shall not live out half their days; But, I, will trust in thee.

In God, I wilt praise his cause, - In God, have I trusted, I will not fear, What can flesh do unto me?

My wandering, hast, thou, recorded, - Put thou my tears in thy bottle, Are they not in thy record?

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.

A net, did they fix for my steps, My soul was bowed down, - They digged before me a pit, They fell into the midst thereof! Selah.

That will not hearken to the voice of whisperers, Though the wise one try to bind him with spells.

Like a snail, which melteth away as it goeth, An untimely birth of a woman, which hath not seen the sun:

Thou, therefore, O Yahweh, God of hosts, God of Israel, Awake, to visit all the nations, Do not show favour to any iniquitous traitors. Selah.

Do not slay them, lest my people forget, Cause them to wander by thy strength, and prostrate them, Thou our shield, O Lord!

They, may prowl about for food, - And, if they are not satisfied, then let them whine!

Is it not, thou, O God? - thou hast rejected us! And wilt thou not go forth, O God, with our hosts?

Surely, he, is my rock, and my salvation, My high tower - I shall not be shaken!

Should I call thee to mind upon my conch, In the watches of the night, would I breathe soft speech of thee.

To shoot, in secret places, at the blameless one, Suddenly they shoot at him, and fear not.

Who ruleth, in his might, unto times age abiding, His eyes, over the nations, keep watch, The rebellious, let them not exalt themselves. Selah.

Who hath set our soul among the living, And hath not suffered, our foot, to slip.

Thou didst bring us into the hunter's net, Thou didst lay a load upon our loins;

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

More than the hairs of my head, Are they who hate me without cause, - Firmer than my bones, Are they who are my foes for false cause, - What I had not plundered, then, had I to restore.

Let them not be ashamed, through me, Who have waited for thee, O My Lord, Yahweh of hosts, - Let them not be confounded, through me, Who are seeking thee, O God of Israel!

Let not a flood of waters overflow me, And let not the depth swallow me up, Neither let the well close, over me, her mouth.

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

Lay punishment on their iniquity, And let them not enter into thy righteousness;

Let them be blotted out of the book of life, And, with the righteous, let them not be enrolled.

But, I, being humbled and needy, O God, haste to me, - My help and my deliverer, art thou, O Yahweh do not tarry.

In thee, O Yahweh, have I sought refuge, May I not be ashamed unto times age-abiding:

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

Even now, therefore, that I am old and grayheaded, O God, do not forsake me, - Until I tell of thine arm unto a new generation, Unto every one that is to come, thy might;

But, I, was brutish, and could not perceive, Like the beasts, had I become before thee.

Do not deliver up, to a wild beast, the life of thy turtle-dove, The living host of thine oppressed ones, do not forget perpetually.

May the crushed one not again be confounded, As for the oppressed and the needy, let them praise thy Name.

Do not forget the voice of thine adversaries, The noise of thine assailants, ascending continually.

I have said to the boasters, Do not boast, And to the lawless, Do not lift up a horn;

Do not lift up on high your horn, Nor speak of the Rock, with arrogance;

In the day of my distress - unto My Lord, will I seek, My hand, by night, hath been outstretched and never once became slack, My soul, hath refused to be consoled;

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

I remember my song in the night, - With my own heart, I commune, And my spirit, maketh search: -

For ages, will My Lord reject? And, not again, grant acceptance any more?

In the sea, was thy way, And, thy path, in the mighty waters, And, thy footprints, could not be known:

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;

That they might set, in Elohim, their confidence, - And not forget the doings of El, But, his commandments, might observe;

And not become, like their fathers, a generation stubborn and rebellious, - A generation that fixed not their heart, Neither was their spirit, faithful with GOD.

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

But, their heart, was not fixed with him, Nor were they trusty in his covenant:

Yet, he, full of compassion, would put a propitiatory-covering over iniquity, and not destroy, - Yea, many a time, turned he back his anger, And would not stir up all his wrath.

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