Ketuvim
Tehillim40
Psalms · Chapter 40
I waited patiently for 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 (YHWH); and he inclined unto me, and heard my cry.
He brought me up also out of an horrible pit, out of the miry clay, and set my feet upon a rock,
and established my goings.
And he hath put a new song in my mouth,
even praise unto our Elohim: many shall see
it, and fear, and shall trust in 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 (YHWH).
Blessed
is that man that maketh 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 (YHWH) his trust, and respecteth not the proud, nor such as turn aside to lies.
Many, O 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 (YHWH) my Elohim,
are thy wonderful works
which
thou hast done, and thy thoughts
which are to us-ward: they cannot be reckoned up in order unto thee:
if I would declare and speak
of them, they are more than can be numbered.
Sacrifice and offering thou didst not desire; mine ears hast thou opened: burnt offering and sin offering hast thou not required.
Then said I, Lo, I come: in the volume of the book
it is written of me,
I delight to do thy will, O my Elohim: yea, thy torah
is within my heart.
I have preached righteousness in the great congregation: lo, I have not refrained my lips, O 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 (YHWH), thou knowest.
I have not hid thy righteousness within my heart; I have declared thy faithfulness and thy salvation: I have not concealed thy lovingkindness and thy truth from the great congregation.
Withhold not thou thy tender mercies from me, O 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 (YHWH): let thy lovingkindness and thy truth continually preserve me.
For innumerable evils have compassed me about: mine iniquities have taken hold upon me, so that I am not able to look up; they are more than the hairs of mine head: therefore my heart faileth me.
Be pleased, O 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 (YHWH), to deliver me: O 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 (YHWH), make haste to help me.
Let them be ashamed and confounded together that seek after my nephesh to destroy it; let them be driven backward and put to shame that wish me evil.
Let them be desolate for a reward of their shame that say unto me, Aha, aha.
Let all those that seek thee rejoice and be glad in thee: let such as love thy salvation say continually, 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 (YHWH) be magnified.
But I
am poor and needy;
yet the master thinketh upon me: thou
art my help and my deliverer; make no tarrying, O my Elohim.
Ketuvim
Tehillim41
Psalms · Chapter 41
Blessed
is he that considereth the poor: 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 (YHWH) will deliver him in time of trouble.
𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 (YHWH) will preserve him, and keep him alive;
and he shall be blessed upon the earth: and thou wilt not deliver him unto the will of his enemies.
𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 (YHWH) will strengthen him upon the bed of languishing: thou wilt make all his bed in his sickness.
I said, 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 (YHWH), be merciful unto me: heal my nephesh; for I have sinned against thee.
Mine enemies speak evil of me, When shall he die, and his name perish?
And if he come to see
me, he speaketh vanity: his heart gathereth iniquity to itself;
when he goeth abroad, he telleth
it.
All that hate me whisper together against me: against me do they devise my hurt.
An evil disease,
say they, cleaveth fast unto him: and
now that he lieth he shall rise up no more.
Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, which did eat of my bread, hath lifted up
his heel against me.
But thou, O 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 (YHWH), be merciful unto me, and raise me up, that I may requite them.
By this I know that thou favourest me, because mine enemy doth not triumph over me.
And as for me, thou upholdest me in mine integrity, and settest me before thy face for ever.
Blessed
be 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 (YHWH) Elohim of Yisra'el from everlasting, and to everlasting. Amen, and Amen.
Ketuvim
Tehillim42
Psalms · Chapter 42
As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my nephesh after thee, O Elohim.
My nephesh thirsteth for Elohim, for the living Elohim: when shall I come and appear before Elohim?
My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where
is thy Elohim?
When I remember these
things, I pour out my nephesh in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of Elohim, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday.
Why art thou cast down, O my nephesh? and why
art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in Elohim: for I shall yet praise him
for the help of his countenance.
O my Elohim, my nephesh is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Yarden, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar.
Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.
Yet 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 (YHWH) will command his lovingkindness in the daytime, and in the night his song
shall be with me,
and my prayer unto the Elohim of my life.
I will say unto Elohim my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?
As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where
is thy Elohim?
Why art thou cast down, O my nephesh? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in Elohim: for I shall yet praise him,
who is the health of my countenance, and my Elohim.