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.'