Iniquitous things, have been too strong for me, As for our transgressions, wilt, thou, by propitiation remove them.

Yea the dwellers in the uttermost parts have feared at thy tokens, The goings forth of morning and evening, thou causest to shout for joy.

Fruitful are the pastures of the wilderness, And, with exultation, the hills do gird themselves.

All the earth, shall bow themselves down to thee, And sing praises unto thee,. Shall praise in song thy Name. Selah.

Bless our God, O ye peoples, And cause to he heard, the sound of his praise; -

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

For thou didst prove us, O God, Thou didst refine us, according to the refining of silver:

Ascending-sacrifices of fatlings, will I cause to ascend unto thee, With the perfume of rams, I will offer bulls, with he-goats. Selah.

But in truth, God hath heard, He hath attended to the voice of my prayer.

God, be favorable to us and bless us, Cause his face to shine upon us. Selah.

Sing ye to God, Make music of his Name, - Lift up (a song), to him that rideth through the waste plains, - Since Yah is his name, exult ye before him.

God, is he that causeth the solitary to dwell in a home, That bringeth out prisoners into prosperity, But, the rebellious, have made their habitation in a sunburnt land.

The chariots of God, are two myriads - thousands repeated, My Lord, is among them Sinai, is in the sanctuary!

Thou hast ascended on high, Thou hast led in procession a body of captives, Thou hast received gifts consisting of men, Yea even the rebellious, That, Yah, Elohim, might settle down to rest.

Blessed be My Lord! Day by day, he beareth our burden for us, GOD himself, is our salvation. Selah.

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

Ascribe ye strength unto God, - Over Israel, is his majesty, And his strength, in the skies. To be revered is God, for his sanctuary, -

As for the GOD of Israel, he, is giving strength and abundant might to the people. Blessed be God!

I have sunk in deep swamp, Where there is no place to stand, I have come into abysses of waters, Where a flood hath overflowed 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.

One estranged, have I become, to my own brethren, Yea, an alien, to the sons of my own mother;

When I have humbled my soul with fasting, Then hath it turned to my reproach;

Answer me, O Yahweh, for good is thy lovingkindness, According to the abounding of thy compassions, turn thou towards me:

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

Reproach hath broken my heart, and I am weak, - Though I waited for one to pity me, yet there was none, And for comforters, yet I found not any.

Let their eyes become too dim to see, And, their loins, continually cause thou to shake;

Let their encampment become desolate, In their tents, be there none to dwell:

So shall it be more pleasing to Yahweh than a bullock of the herd, Showing horn and divided hoof.

For, a Hearkener to the needy, is Yahweh, And, his prisoners, hath he not despised.

Be pleased O God, to rescue me, O Yahweh, to help me - make haste.

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

Be thou unto me, a Rock to dwell in, a Place of Security, To save me, For, my mountain crag and my stronghold, thou art.

My mouth shall be filled with, thy praise, All the day, with thy splendour.

Do not cast me off in the time of old age, When my vigour faileth, do not forsake me;

Saying, God, hath forsaken him, Pursue and take him, For there is none to rescue.

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

But, I, continually will hope, And will add to all thy praise;

My month, shall relate thy righteousness, All the day, thy deliverance, For I know not the numbers.

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

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;

Thou who hast let us see many distresses and misfortunes, Wilt gain bring us to life, And, out of the resounding depths of the earth, wilt again raise us up;

Even my tongue, all the day, shall softly utter thy righteousness, For they have turned pale - for they have blushed, Who were seeking my hurt.

May the mountains bring peace to the people, And the hills be laden with righteousness;

May he, Vindicate the oppressed of the people, Bring deliverance to the children of the needy, and, Crush the oppressor.

Let him come down, Like rain on fields to be mown, Like myriad drops on land to be reaped.

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

Let him live, then! And be there given unto him of the gold of Sheba, - Let prayer also be offered for him continually, All the day, let him be blessed.

For I was envious of the boasters, At the prosperity of the lawless, used I to look.

And yet been smitten all the day, And been rebuked morning by morning!

Until I could enter the holy places of God, - Could give heed to their hereafter: -

Surely, in slippery places, dost thou set them, - Thou hast suffered them to fall into places of danger.

How have they become desolate, as in a moment! They have ceased - come to an end, by reason of calamities.

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

One used to be known according as he carried up high - into the thicket of trees - the axes;

They have cast, into the fire, thy sanctuary, To the ground, have they profaned the habitation of thy Name.

Thou, didst crush the heads of the Sea-Monster, Thou didst give him to be food, for the people of the deserts;

Thine, is the day, Yea, thine, the night, Thou, didst establish moon and sun;

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.

Have respect to thy covenant, For the dark places of the earth are full of the habitations of violence.

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

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;

For, God himself, is about to judge, One, he will cast down, Another, he will lift up;

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.

As for thee, to be feared thou art! Who then shall stand before thee, because of the power of thine anger?

Out of the heavens, didst thou cause judgment to be heard, Earth, feared and was still:

When God rose up to judgment, To save all the oppressed of the earth. Selah.

Vow and pay, unto Yahweh your God, - Let, all who are round about him, bear along a gift unto him who is to be revered.

He cutteth off the spirit of nobles, he is of reverend majesty to the kings of the earth.

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;

Hath his lovingkindness, come to a perpetual end? Hath his word failed to generation after generation?

Hath GOD, forgotten to show favour? Or hath he shut up, in anger, his compassions? Selah.

Then said I - An affliction to me, it is, The changing of the right hand of the Most High.

And will talk to myself of all thy work, And, of thy doings, will I muse: -

Give ear, O my people, to mine instruction, Bend your ear to the sayings of my mouth;

Which we have heard, and come to know, And, our fathers, have recounted to us;

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;

When he set up a testimony in Jacob, And, a law, appointed in Israel, - Which he commanded our fathers, That they might make them known to their children;

To the end, A later generation, might come m know, Children who should be born, Who should arise, and recount them to their children;

The sons of Ephraim - armed bowmen, Turned in the day of battle;

They kept not the covenant of God, And, in his law, refused to walk;

He clave the sea, and caused them to pass through, And reared up the waters like a mound;

He used to cleave rocks in the desert, And let them drink as out of mighty deeps;

And he brought forth streams out of the cliff, And caused waters to flow down, like rivers.

They put GOD to the proof in their heart, By asking food to their mind:

And had rained on them manna to eat, And, the corn of the heavens, had given to them:

The food of the mighty, each one did eat, Nourishment, sent he them to the full;

When, the anger of God, mounted against them, And he slew of their vigorous youths, And, the choice young men of Israel, caused he to bow down in death.

Yea they again put GOD to the test, And, to the Holy One of Israel, caused they sorrow:

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

When he gave to the corn-locust their produce, And their toil, to the swarming locust;

When he gave up, to hail-storms, their beasts, And their cattle, to pestilent fevers;

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

So he drave out, before them, whole nations, And allotted them, by line, an inheritance, And caused to dwell, in their own homes, the tribes of Israel.

And provoked him to anger with their high places, And, with their images, used to move him to jealousy.

And delivered up, to the sword, his people, And, with his own inheritance, was he wroth;

His priests, by the sword, did fall, And, his widows, were not able to bewail.

And built, like the heights, his sanctuary, Like the earth, he founded it to times age-abiding.