| 1 | To the Overseer.—A Psalm of David. O the happiness of him Who is acting wisely unto the poor, In a day of evil doth Jehovah deliver him. |
| 2 | Jehovah doth preserve him and revive him, He is happy in the land, And Thou givest him not into the will of his enemies. |
| 3 | Jehovah supporteth on a couch of sickness, All his bed Thou hast turned in his weakness. |
| 4 | I—I said, 'O Jehovah, favour me, Heal my soul, for I did sin against Thee,' |
| 5 | Mine enemies say evil of me: When he dieth—his name hath perished! |
| 6 | And if he came to see—vanity he speaketh, His heart gathereth iniquity to itself, He goeth out—at the street he speaketh. |
| 7 | All hating me whisper together against me, Against me they devise evil to me: |
| 8 | A thing of Belial is poured out on him, And because he lay down he riseth not again. |
| 9 | Even mine ally, in whom I trusted, One eating my bread, made great the heel against me, |
| 10 | And Thou, Jehovah, favour me, And cause me to rise, And I give recompence to them. |
| 11 | By this I have known, That Thou hast delighted in me, Because my enemy shouteth not over me. |
| 12 | As to me, in mine integrity, Thou hast taken hold upon me, And causest me to stand before Thee to the age. |
| 13 | Blessed [is] Jehovah, God of Israel, From the age—and unto the age. Amen and Amen. |