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Young's Literal Translation
YLT
The Works of Flavius Josephus
Josephus
[1]To the Overseer with stringed instruments. -- An instruction, by David. Give ear, O God, [to] my prayer, And hide not from my supplication. [No book]
[2]Attend to me, and answer me, I mourn in my meditation, and make a noise, [No book]
[3]Because of the voice of an enemy, Because of the oppression of the wicked, For they cause sorrow to move against me, And in anger they hate me. [No book]
[4]My heart is pained within me, And terrors of death have fallen on me. [No book]
[5]Fear and trembling come in to me, And horror doth cover me. [No book]
[6]And I say, `Who doth give to me a pinion as a dove? I fly away and rest, [No book]
[7]Lo, I move far off, I lodge in a wilderness. Selah. [No book]
[8]I hasten escape for myself, From a rushing wind, from a whirlwind. [No book]
[9]Swallow up, O Lord, divide their tongue, For I saw violence and strife in a city. [No book]
[10]By day and by night they go round it, on its walls. Both iniquity and perverseness [are] in its midst, [No book]
[11]Mischiefs [are] in its midst. Fraud and deceit depart not from its street. [No book]
[12]For an enemy reproacheth me not, or I bear [it], He who is hating me Hath not magnified himself against me, Or I hide from him. [No book]
[13]But thou, a man -- as mine equal, My familiar friend, and mine acquaintance. [No book]
[14]When together we sweeten counsel, Into the house of God we walk in company. [No book]
[15]Desolations [are] upon them, They go down [to] Sheol -- alive, For wickedness [is] in their dwelling, in their midst. [No book]
[16]I -- to God I call, and Jehovah saveth me. [No book]
[17]Evening, and morning, and noon, I meditate, and make a noise, and He heareth my voice, [No book]
[18]He hath ransomed in peace my soul From him who is near to me, For with the multitude they were with me. [No book]
[19]God doth hear and afflict them, And He sitteth of old. Selah. Because they have no changes, and fear not God, [No book]
[20]He hath sent forth his hands against his well-wishers, He hath polluted his covenant. [No book]
[21]Sweeter than honey hath been his mouth, And his heart [is] war! Softer have been his words than oil, And they [are] drawn [swords]. [No book]
[22]Cast on Jehovah that which He hath given thee, And He doth sustain thee, He doth not suffer for ever the moving of the righteous. [No book]
[23]And Thou, O God, dost bring them down To a pit of destruction, Men of blood and deceit reach not to half their days, And I -- I do trust in Thee! [No book]
Source: unbound.biola.edu
Author: Flavius Josephus
Translation: William Whiston, L.A. (1737)

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