Quam bonus Israel!
Truly God is loving unto Israel *
even unto such as are of a clean heart.
Nevertheless, my feet were almost gone *
my treadings had well-nigh slipt.
And why? I was grieved at the wicked *
I do also see the ungodly in such prosperity.
For they are in no peril of death *
but are lusty and strong.
They come in no misfortune like other folk *
neither are they plagued like other men.
And this is the cause that they are so holden with pride *
and overwhelmed with cruelty.
Their eyes swell with fatness *
and they do even what they lust.
They corrupt other, and speak of wicked blasphemy *
their talking is against the most High.
For they stretch forth their mouth unto the heaven *
and their tongue goeth through the world.
Therefore fall the people unto them *
and thereout suck they no small advantage.
Tush, say they, how should God perceive it *
is there knowledge in the most High?
Lo, these are the ungodly, these prosper in the world, and these have riches in possession *
and I said, Then have I cleansed my heart in vain, and washed mine hands in innocency.
All the day long have I been punished *
and chastened every morning.
Yea, and I had almost said even as they *
but lo, then I should have condemned the generation of thy children.
Then thought I to understand this *
but it was too hard for me,
Until I went into the sanctuary of God *
then understood I the end of these men;
Namely, how thou dost set them in slippery places *
and castest them down, and destroyest them.
O how suddenly do they consume *
perish, and come to a fearful end!
Yea, even like as a dream when one awaketh *
so shalt thou make their image to vanish out of the city.
Thus my heart was grieved *
and it went even through my reins.
So foolish was I, and ignorant *
even as it were a beast before thee.
Nevertheless, I am alway by thee *
for thou hast holden me by my right hand.
Thou shalt guide me with thy counsel *
and after that receive me with glory.
Whom have I in heaven but thee *
and there is none upon earth that I desire in comparison of thee.
My flesh and my heart faileth *
but God is the strength of my heart, and my portion for ever.
For lo, they that forsake thee shall perish *
thou hast destroyed all them that commit fornication against thee.
But it is good for me to hold me fast by God, to put my trust in the Lord God *
and to speak of all thy works in the gates of the daughter of Sion.
Ut quid, Deus?
O God, wherefore art thou absent from us so long *
why is thy wrath so hot against the sheep of thy pasture?
O think upon thy congregation *
whom thou hast purchased and redeemed of old.
Think upon the tribe of thine inheritance *
and mount Sion, wherein thou hast dwelt.
Lift up thy feet, that thou mayest utterly destroy every enemy *
which hath done evil in thy sanctuary.
Thine adversaries roar in the midst of thy congregations *
and set up their banners for tokens.
He that hewed timber afore out of the thick trees *
was known to bring it to an excellent work.
But now they break down all the carved work thereof *
with axes and hammers.
They have set fire upon thy holy places *
and have defiled the dwelling-place of thy Name, even unto the ground.
Yea, they said in their hearts, Let us make havock of them altogether *
thus have they burnt up all the houses of God in the land.
We see not our tokens, there is not one prophet more *
no, not one is there among us, that understandeth any more.
O God, how long shall the adversary do this dishonour *
how long shall the enemy blaspheme thy Name, for ever?
Why withdrawest thou thy hand *
why pluckest thou not thy right hand out of thy bosom to consume the enemy?
For God is my King of old *
the help that is done upon earth he doeth it himself.
Thou didst divide the sea through thy power *
thou brakest the heads of the dragons in the waters.
Thou smotest the heads of Leviathan in pieces *
and gavest him to be meat for the people in the wilderness.
Thou broughtest out fountains and waters out of the hard rocks *
thou driedst up mighty waters.
The day is thine, and the night is thine *
thou hast prepared the light and the sun.
Thou hast set all the borders of the earth *
thou hast made summer and winter.
Remember this, O Lord, how the enemy hath rebuked *
and how the foolish people hath blasphemed thy Name.
O deliver not the soul of thy turtle-dove unto the multitude of the enemies *
and forget not the congregation of the poor for ever.
Look upon the covenant *
for all the earth is full of darkness and cruel habitations.
O let not the simple go away ashamed *
but let the poor and needy give praise unto thy Name.
Arise, O God, maintain thine own cause *
remember how the foolish man blasphemeth thee daily.
Forget not the voice of thine enemies *
the presumption of them that hate thee increaseth ever more and more.