O God, do not keep silence; do not hold thy peace or be still, O God!
To thee, O Lord, I call; my rock, be not deaf to me, lest, if thou be silent to me, I become like those who go down to the Pit.
Thou hast seen, O Lord; be not silent! O Lord, be not far from me!
Our God comes, he does not keep silence, before him is a devouring fire, round about him a mighty tempest.
For a long time I have held my peace, I have kept still and restrained myself; now I will cry out like a woman in travail, I will gasp and pant.
Rouse thyself! Why sleepest thou, O Lord? Awake! Do not cast us off for ever!
The Mighty One, God the Lord, speaks and summons the earth from the rising of the sun to its setting.
