Do not exult when your enemy falls, And let not your heart rejoice when he stumbles;
And they buried Aḇ
If I have rejoiced when he who hated me was ruined, or lifted myself up when evil found him –
But they rejoiced at my stumbling And gathered together; The smiters gathered against me, And I did not know it; They tore in pieces without ceasing,
Let not my lying enemies rejoice over me; Or those who hate me without cause wink their eyes.
My enemies have reproached me, Like a crushing of my bones, While they say to me all day long, “Where is your Elohim?”
He who mocks the poor reproaches his Maker; He who rejoices at calamity does not go unpunished.
Lest יהוה see and it be evil in His eyes, And He turn away His wrath from him.
“And you should not have looked on your brother’s day in the day of his estrangement, nor rejoiced over the children of Yehuḏ
Do not rejoice over me, O my enemy. When I have fallen I have risen, when I sit in darkness יהוה is a light to me.
And it came to be, when their hearts were glad, that they said, “Call for Shimshon, and let him entertain us.” So they called for Shimshon from the prison, and he entertained them. And they made him stand between the columns.