1Let the Lord be praised. Give praise to the Lord, O my soul.
2While I have breath I will give praise to the Lord: I will make melody to my God while I have my being.
3Put not your faith in rulers, or in the son of man, in whom there is no salvation.
4Man’s breath goes out, he is turned back again to dust; in that day all his purposes come to an end.
5Happy is the man who has the God of Jacob for his help, whose hope is in the Lord his God:
6Who made heaven and earth, the sea, and all things in them; who keeps faith for ever:
7Who gives their rights to those who are crushed down; and gives food to those who are in need of it: the Lord makes the prisoners free;
8The Lord makes open the eyes of the blind; the Lord is the lifter up of those who are bent down; the Lord is a lover of the upright;
9The Lord takes care of those who are in a strange land; he gives help to the widow and to the child who has no father; but he sends destruction on the way of sinners.
10The Lord will be King for ever; your God, O Zion, will be King through all generations. Praise be to the Lord.
1I am the man who has seen trouble by the rod of his wrath.
2By him I have been made to go in the dark where there is no light.
3Truly against me his hand has been turned again and again all the day.
4My flesh and my skin have been used up by him and my bones broken.
5He has put up a wall against me, shutting me in with bitter sorrow.
6He has kept me in dark places, like those who have been long dead.
7He has put a wall round me, so that I am not able to go out; he has made great the weight of my chain.
8Even when I send up a cry for help, he keeps my prayer shut out.
9He has put up a wall of cut stones about my ways, he has made my roads twisted.
10He is like a bear waiting for me, like a lion in secret places.
11By him my ways have been turned on one side and I have been pulled in bits; he has made me waste.
12With his bow bent, he has made me the mark for his arrows.
13He has let loose his arrows into the inmost parts of my body.
14I have become the sport of all the peoples; I am their song all the day.
15He has made my life nothing but pain, he has given me the bitter root in full measure.
16By him my teeth have been broken with crushed stones, and I am bent low in the dust.
17My soul is sent far away from peace, I have no more memory of good.
18And I said, My strength is cut off, and my hope from the Lord.
19Keep in mind my trouble and my wandering, the bitter root and the poison.
20My soul still keeps the memory of them; and is bent down in me.
21This I keep in mind, and because of this I have hope.
22It is through the Lord’s love that we have not come to destruction, because his mercies have no limit.
23They are new every morning; great is your good faith.
24I said to myself, The Lord is my heritage; and because of this I will have hope in him.
25The Lord is good to those who are waiting for him, to the soul which is looking for him.
26It is good to go on hoping and quietly waiting for the salvation of the Lord.
27It is good for a man to undergo the yoke when he is young.
28Let him be seated by himself, saying nothing, because he has put it on him.
29Let him put his mouth in the dust, if by chance there may be hope.
30Let his face be turned to him who gives him blows; let him be full of shame.
31For the Lord does not give a man up for ever.
32For though he sends grief, still he will have pity in the full measure of his love.
33For he has no pleasure in troubling and causing grief to the children of men.
34In a man’s crushing under his feet all the prisoners of the earth,
35In his turning away the right of a man before the face of the Most High.
36In his doing wrong to a man in his cause, the Lord has no pleasure.
37Who is able to say a thing, and give effect to it, if it has not been ordered by the Lord?
38Do not evil and good come from the mouth of the Most High?
39What protest may a living man make, even a man about the punishment of his sin?
40Let us make search and put our ways to the test, turning again to the Lord;
41Lifting up our hearts with our hands to God in the heavens.
42We have done wrong and gone against your law; we have not had your forgiveness.
43Covering yourself with wrath you have gone after us, cutting us off without pity;
44Covering yourself with a cloud, so that prayer may not get through.
45You have made us like waste and that for which there is no use, among the peoples.
46The mouths of all our haters are open wide against us.
47Fear and deep waters have come on us, wasting and destruction.
48Rivers of water are running down from my eyes, for the destruction of the daughter of my people.
49My eyes are streaming without stopping, they have no rest,
50Till the Lord’s eye is turned on me, till he sees my trouble from heaven.
51The Lord is unkind to my soul, more than all the daughters of my town.
52They who are against me without cause have gone hard after me as if I was a bird;
53They have put an end to my life in the prison, stoning me with stones.
54Waters were flowing over my head; I said, I am cut off.
55I was making prayer to your name, O Lord, out of the lowest prison.
56My voice came to you; let not your ear be shut to my breathing, to my cry.
57You came near in the day when I made my prayer to you: you said, Have no fear.
58O Lord, you have taken up the cause of my soul, you have made my life safe.
59O Lord, you have seen my wrong; be judge in my cause.
60You have seen all the evil rewards they have sent on me, and all their designs against me.
61Their bitter words have come to your ears, O Lord, and all their designs against me;
62The lips of those who came up against me, and their thoughts against me all the day.
63Take note of them when they are seated, and when they get up; I am their song.
64You will give them their reward, O Lord, answering to the work of their hands.
65You will let their hearts be covered over with your curse on them.
66You will go after them in wrath, and put an end to them from under the heavens of the Lord.
1How dark has the gold become! how changed the best gold! the stones of the holy place are dropping out at the top of every street.
2The valued sons of Zion, whose price was the best gold, are looked on as vessels of earth, the work of the hands of the potter!
3Even the beasts of the waste land have full breasts, they give milk to their young ones: the daughter of my people has become cruel like the ostriches in the waste land.
4The tongue of the child at the breast is fixed to the roof of his mouth for need of drink: the young children are crying out for bread, and no man gives it to them.
5Those who were used to feasting on delicate food are wasted in the streets: those who as children were dressed in purple are stretched out on the dust.
6For the punishment of the daughter of my people is greater than the punishment of Sodom, which was overturned suddenly without any hand falling on her.
7Her holy ones were cleaner than snow, they were whiter than milk, their bodies were redder than corals, their form was as the sapphire:
8Their face is blacker than night; in the streets no one has knowledge of them: their skin is hanging on their bones, they are dry, they have become like wood.
9Those who have been put to the sword are better off than those whose death is caused by need of food; for these come to death slowly, burned up like the fruit of the field.
10The hands of kind-hearted women have been boiling their children; they were their food in the destruction of the daughter of my people.
11The Lord has given full effect to his passion, he has let loose his burning wrath; he has made a fire in Zion, causing the destruction of its bases.
12To the kings of the earth and to all the people of the world it did not seem possible that the attackers and the haters would go into the doors of Jerusalem.
13It is because of the sins of her prophets and the evil-doing of her priests, by whom the blood of the upright has been drained out in her.
14They are wandering like blind men in the streets, they are made unclean with blood, so that their robes may not be touched by men.
15Away! unclean! they were crying out to them, Away! away! let there be no touching: when they went away in flight and wandering, men said among the nations, There is no further resting-place for them.
16The face of the Lord has sent them in all directions; he will no longer take care of them: they had no respect for the priests, they gave no honour to the old men.
17Our eyes are still wasting away in looking for our false help: we have been watching for a nation unable to give salvation.
18They go after our steps so that we may not go in our streets: our end is near, our days are numbered; for our end has come.
19Those who went after us were quicker than the eagles of the heaven, driving us before them on the mountains, waiting secretly for us in the waste land.
20Our breath of life, he on whom the holy oil was put, was taken in their holes; of whom we said, Under his shade we will be living among the nations.
21Have joy and be glad, O daughter of Edom, living in the land of Uz: the cup will be given to you in your turn, and you will be overcome with wine and your shame will be seen.
22The punishment of your evil-doing is complete, O daughter of Zion; never again will he take you away as a prisoner: he will give you the reward of your evil-doing, O daughter of Edom; he will let your sin be uncovered.
21Say, you whose desire it is to be under the law, do you not give ear to the law?
22Because it is in the Writings, that Abraham had two sons, one by the servant-woman, and one by the free woman.
23Now the son by the servant-woman has his birth after the flesh; but the son by the free woman has his birth through the undertaking of God.
24Which things have a secret sense; because these women are the two agreements; one from the mountain of Sinai, giving birth to servants, which is Hagar.
25Now this Hagar is the mountain Sinai in Arabia, and is the image of the Jerusalem which now is: which is a servant with her children.
26But the Jerusalem on high is free, which is our mother.
27For it is in the Writings, You who have never given birth, be glad; give cries of joy, you who have had no birth-pains; for the children of her who has been given up by her husband are more than those of the woman who has a husband.
28Now we, brothers, as Isaac was, are the children of the undertaking of God.
29But as in those days he who had birth after the flesh was cruel to him who had birth after the Spirit, even so it is now.
30What then do the Writings say? Send away the servant-woman and her son; for the son of the servant-woman will not have a part in the heritage with the son of the free woman.
31So, brothers, we are not children of the servant-woman, but of the free woman.