“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.

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.