Give us help from distress, For the help of man is naught.
For He shall redeem Yisra’ĕl From all his crookednesses.
Do not put your trust in princes, In a son of man, in whom is no deliverance.
Redeem Yisra’ĕl, O Elohim, Out of all his distresses!
My being finds rest in Elohim alone; From Him is my deliverance.
even Mitsrayim, whose help is vain and empty. Therefore I have called her Rahaḇ-Hĕm-Sheḇeth.
And the Mitsrites are men, and not Ěl. And their horses are flesh, and not spirit. And when יהוה stretches out His hand, both he who helps shall stumble, and he who is helped shall fall. And they shall all fall, together.
