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How happy the nation whose God is, Yahweh, The people he hath chosen as his own inheritance!

Bestir thyself and wake up, to my vindication, O my God and My Lord! - to my plea:

Vindicate me according to thy righteousness, O Yahweh, my God! And let them not rejoice over me:

Declareth the transgression of the lawless one, within my heart, There is, no dread of God, before his eyes;

How precious thy lovingkindness, O God, - Therefore, the sons of men, under the shadow of thy wings, seek refuge:

The law of his God, is in his heart, his steps shall not swerve.

Because, for thee, O Yahweh, have I waited, Thou, wilt answer, O Adonay, my God!

Do not forsake me, O Yahweh, My God! be not far from me:

Then put he, into my mouth, a new song, Praise to our God, - Many shall see and revere, And shall trust in Yahweh.

Mighty things, hast thou done - Thou, Yahweh my God, Thy wonderful doings and thy purposes to-wards us, There is no setting them in order unto thee - I would tell, and would speak! - They are too great to rehearse.

To do thy good-pleasure, O my God, is my delight, And, thy law, is in the midst of mine inward parts:

But, I, being oppressed and needy, May My Lord devise for me, - My help and my deliverer, thou art! O my God, do not tarry!

Blessed be Yahweh, the God of Israel, From the age that is past, even unto the age yet to come: Amen and Amen!

BOOK THE SECOND As, the hart, cometh panting up to the channels of water, So my soul, panteth for thee, O God.

My soul thirsteth for God, for a GOD who liveth, - When shall I enter in, and see the face of God?

My tears have been my food day and night, While it hath been said unto me all the day, Where is thy God?

These things, I keep calling to mind, and pouring out, over me, my own soul, For I used to cross over with a crowd, Lead them in procession up to the house of God, With the voice of shouting and praise. - a throng keeping festival.

Why shouldst thou be cast down, O my soul? And why shouldst thou moan over me? Wait thou for God, for yet shall I praise him, As the triumph of my presence.

My God! over myself, my soul is cast down, - For this cause, will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, And the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.

By day, will Yahweh command his lovingkindness, And, in the night, shall His song be with me, My prayer be to the GOD of my life.