“Many a time have they fought against me from my youth on,” *
may Israel now say;
“Indeed, many a time have they afflicted me from my youth on, *
but they have not prevailed against me.
The plowers plowed upon my back, *
and made long furrows.
But the righteous Lord *
has hewn the snares of the ungodly in pieces.”
Let them be ashamed and turned backward, *
as many as hate Zion.
Let them be as the grass growing upon the housetops, *
which withers before it grows up,
Which does not fill the hand of the reaper, *
neither the bosom of him who binds up the sheaves,
So that those who go by say not so much as, “The Lord prosper you. *
We bless you in the Name of the Lord.”
Out of the deep have I called unto you, O Lord; *
Lord, hear my voice.
O let your ears consider well *
the voice of my supplications.
If you, Lord, were to mark what is done amiss, *
O Lord, who could abide it?
For there is mercy with you; *
therefore you shall be feared.
I wait for the Lord; my soul waits for him; *
in his word is my trust.
My soul waits for the Lord, *
more than watchmen for the morning, more than watchmen for the morning.
O Israel, trust in the Lord, for with the Lord there is mercy, *
and with him is plenteous redemption;
And he shall redeem Israel *
from all their sins.
Domine, non est
O Lord, I am not haughty; *
I have no proud looks.
I do not occupy myself with great matters, *
or with things that are too high for me.
But I have stilled and quieted my soul, like a weaned child upon his mother’s breast; *
so is my soul quieted within me.
O Israel, trust in the Lord *
from this time forth for evermore.