Psalm
2 In your righteousness may you deliver me and provide me with escape.+
Incline to me your ear and save me.+
3 Become to me a rock fortress into which to enter constantly.+
You must command to save me,+
For you are my crag and my stronghold.+
4 O my God, provide me with escape from the hand of the wicked one,+
From the palm of the one acting unjustly and oppressively.+
5 For you are my hope,+ O Sovereign Lord Jehovah, my confidence from my youth.+
6 Upon you I have supported myself from the belly;+
You are the One severing me even from the inward parts of my mother.+
In you my praise is constantly.+
10 For my enemies have said in regard to me,+
And the very ones keeping watch for my soul have jointly exchanged counsel,+
11 Saying: “God himself has left him.+
Pursue and catch him, for there is no deliverer.”+
13 May those be ashamed, may those come to their end, who are resisting my soul.+
May those cover themselves with reproach and humiliation who are seeking calamity for me.+
15 My own mouth will recount your righteousness,+
All day long your salvation,+
For I have not come to know the numbers [of them].+
16 I shall come in grand mightiness,+ O Sovereign+ Lord Jehovah;
I shall mention your righteousness, yours alone.+
17 O God, you have taught me from my youth on,+
And until now I keep telling about your wonderful works.+
18 And even until old age and gray-headedness, O God, do not leave me,+
Until I may tell about your arm to the generation,+
To all those who are to come, about your mightiness.+
19 Your righteousness, O God, is up to the height;+
As respects the great things that you have done,+
O God, who is like you?+
20 Because you have made me* see many distresses and calamities,+
May you revive me again;+
And from the watery deeps* of the earth may you again bring me up.+
22 I too, I shall laud you on an instrument of a stringed sort,+
As regards your trueness, O my God.+
I will make melody to you on the harp, O Holy One of Israel.+