Arise, O Jehovah! O God, lift up Thy hand! Forget not the humble.
To the Overseer. --A Psalm of David. Till when, O Jehovah, Dost Thou forget me? --for ever? Till when dost Thou hide Thy face from me?
Arise, O Jehovah, go before his face, Cause him to bend. Deliver my soul from the wicked, Thy sword,
Separate wonderfully Thy kindness, O Saviour of the confiding, By Thy right hand, from withstanders.
Rise, O Jehovah! save me, my God. Because Thou hast smitten All mine enemies on the cheek. The teeth of the wicked Thou hast broken.
Rise, O Jehovah, in Thine anger, Be lifted up at the wrath of mine adversaries, And awake Thou for me: Judgment Thou hast commanded:
Give not up to a company, The soul of Thy turtle-dove, The company of Thy poor ones forget not for ever.
Hath God forgotten His favours? Hath He shut up in anger His mercies? Selah.
For He who is seeking for blood Them hath remembered, He hath not forgotten the cry of the afflicted.
Favour me, O Jehovah, See mine affliction by those hating me, Thou who liftest me up from the gates of death,
Rise, O Jehovah, let not man be strong, Let nations be judged before Thy face.
Be lifted up, O Judge of the earth, Send back a recompence on the proud.
O Jehovah, high is Thy hand--they see not, They see the zeal of the people, and are ashamed, Also, the fire--Thine adversaries, consumeth them.
Now, do I arise, saith Jehovah, Now I am exalted, now I am lifted up.
High is thy hand above thine adversaries, And all thine enemies are cut off.
And Samson calleth unto Jehovah, and saith, `Lord Jehovah, remember me, I pray Thee, and strengthen me, I pray Thee, only this time, O God; and I am avenged--vengeance at once--because of my two eyes, on the Philistines.'