Guarantee Your servant’s well-being. Do not let arrogant ones oppress me.
How much more then has Yeshua become the guarantee of a better covenant.
Like a swallow or a crane, I whisper, I moan like a dove. My eyes are weary, looking upward. Adonai, I am oppressed, be my security!
You rebuke the proud, who are cursed, who wander from Your mitzvot.
“Make then a pledge for me with You. Who else would strike hands with me?
Continue Your lovingkindness to those who know You, and Your justice to the upright in heart.
I myself will be his pledge. You can demand him back from my own hand. If I don’t bring him back to you and place him before you, then you can blame me all my days.