Each will be like a refuge from the wind And a shelter from the storm, Like streams of water in a dry country, Like the shade of a huge rock in a weary land.
But I was like a gentle lamb led to the slaughter; And I did not know that they had devised thoughts against me, saying, “Let us make the tree with its fruit a ruin, And let us cut him off from the land of the living, That his name be remembered no more.”
Yet You, O Yahweh, know All their deadly counsel against me; Do not atone for their iniquity Or blot out their sin from before You. But may they be overthrown before You; Deal with them in the time of Your anger!