Do not deliverthe soulof Your turtledoveto the wildbeast;Do not forgetthe lifeof Your afflictedforever.
Arise,O LORD;O God,liftup Your hand.Do not forgetthe afflicted.
Your creaturessettledin it; You providedin Your goodnessfor the poor,O God.
Whenyou liedownamongthe sheepfolds,[You are like] the wingsof a dovecoveredwith silver,And its pinionswith glisteninggold.
May he judgeYour peoplewith righteousnessAnd Your afflictedwith justice.
For the needywill not alwaysbe forgotten,Nor the hopeof the afflictedperishforever.
"O my dove,in the cleftsof the rock,In the secretplaceof the steeppathway,Let me seeyour form,Let me hearyour voice;For your voiceis sweet,And your formis lovely."
"Howbeautifulyou are, my darling,Howbeautifulyou are! Your eyesare [like] dovesbehindyour veil;Your hairis like a flockof goatsThat have descendedfrom MountGilead.
[But] my dove,my perfectone,is unique:She is her mother'sonly[daughter]; She is the pure[child] of the one who boreher. The maidenssawher and calledher blessed,The queensand the concubines[also], and they praisedher, [saying],
"Whoare thesewho flylike a cloudAnd like the dovesto their lattices?
"But I will leaveamongyou A humbleand lowlypeople,And they will takerefugein the nameof the LORD.
"Behold,I sendyou out as sheepin the midstof wolves;sobe shrewdas serpentsand innocentas doves.
