1 O 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄, Ĕl of vengeance;
O Ĕl of vengeance, shine forth!
2 Raise Yourself up, O Judge of the earth;
Render punishment to the proud.
3 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄, how long are the wicked,
How long are the wicked going to exult?
4 They pour forth,
They speak arrogantly;
All the workers of wickedness boast in themselves.
5 They crush Your people, O 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄,
And they afflict Your inheritance.
6 They slay the widow and the stranger,
And murder the fatherless.
7 Yet they say, “Yah does not see,
And the Elohim of Ya’aqoḇ pays no heed.”
8 Take heed, you senseless among the people;
And you fools, when would you become wise?
9 He who planted the ear, does He not hear?
He who formed the eye, does He not see?
10 He who disciplines the nations,
Does He not reprove –
The One teaching man knowledge?
11 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 knows the thoughts of man,
That they are a breath.
12 Baruḵ is the man You discipline, O Yah,
And instruct out of Your Torah,
13 To give him rest from the days of evil,
Until the pit is dug for the wicked.
14 For 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 does not leave His people,
Nor does He forsake His inheritance.
15 For Right-Ruling returns to righteousness,
And all the upright in heart follow it.
16 Who would rise up for me against evil-doers?
Who would stand up for me against workers of wickedness?
17 If 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 had not been my help,
My being would soon have settled in silence.
18 When I said, “My foot has slipped,”
Your kindness, O 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄, supported me.
19 When anxiety was great within me,
Your comforts delighted my being.
20 Would a throne of destruction,
Which devises trouble by law,
Be joined with You?
21 They band together against the life of the righteous,
And declare innocent blood wicked.
22 But 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 is my defence,
And my Elohim the rock of my refuge,
23 And brings back on them their own wickedness,
And cuts them off in their own wickedness;
𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 our Elohim cuts them off.