¹⁴ And David saith to all his servants who `are' with him in Jerusalem, `Rise, and we flee, for we have no escape from the face of Absalom; haste to go, lest he hasten, and have overtaken us, and forced on us evil, and smitten the city by the mouth of the sword.'

⁹ And it cometh to pass, all the people are contending through all the tribes of Israel, saying, `The king delivered us out of the hand of our enemies, yea, he himself delivered us out of the hand of the Philistines, and now he hath fled out of the land because of Absalom,

¹⁵ `And thou, Capernaum, which unto the heaven wast exalted, unto hades thou shalt be brought down.

¹² `And, from the days of John the Baptist till now, the reign of the heavens doth suffer violence, and violent men do take it by force,

¹⁸ And the prince doth not take of the inheritance of the people to oppress them, out of their possession, out of his own possession he doth cause his sons to inherit, so that My people are not scattered each from his possession.'

⁵ If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, my right hand forgetteth!

⁶ My tongue doth cleave to my palate, If I do not remember thee, If I do not exalt Jerusalem above my chief joy.

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.

⁴ My heart is pained within me, And terrors of death have fallen on me.

⁵ Fear and trembling come in to me, And horror doth cover me.

⁶ And I say, `Who doth give to me a pinion as a dove? I fly away and rest,

⁷ Lo, I move far off, I lodge in a wilderness. Selah.

⁸ I hasten escape for myself, From a rushing wind, from a whirlwind.

⁹ Swallow up, O Lord, divide their tongue, For I saw violence and strife in a city.

¹⁰ By day and by night they go round it, on its walls. Both iniquity and perverseness `are' in its midst,

¹¹ Mischiefs `are' in its midst. Fraud and deceit depart not from its street.

¹⁸ Do good in Thy good pleasure with Zion, Thou dost build the walls of Jerusalem.

¹ A Psalm of David, in his fleeing from the face of Absalom his son. Jehovah, how have my distresses multiplied! Many are rising up against me.

² Many are saying of my soul, `There is no salvation for him in God.' Selah.

³ And Thou, O Jehovah, `art' a shield for me, My honour, and lifter up of my head.

⁴ My voice `is' unto Jehovah: I call: And He answereth me from his holy hill, Selah.

⁵ I -- I have lain down, and I sleep, I have waked, for Jehovah sustaineth me.

⁶ I am not afraid of myriads of people, That round about they have set against me.

⁷ Rise, O Jehovah! save me, my God. Because Thou hast smitten All mine enemies `on' the cheek. The teeth of the wicked Thou hast broken.

⁸ Of Jehovah `is' this salvation; On Thy people `is' Thy blessing! Selah.

¹⁶ And the three mighty ones cleave through the camp of the Philistines, and draw water out of the well of Beth-Lehem, which `is' by the gate, and take `it' up, and bring in unto David; and he was not willing to drink it, and poureth it out to Jehovah,

¹⁷ and saith, `Far be it from me, O Jehovah, to do this; is it the blood of the men who are going with their lives?' and he was not willing to drink it; these `things' did the three mighty ones.

¹¹ thus said Jehovah, Lo, I am raising up against thee evil, out of thy house, and have taken thy wives before thine eyes, and given to thy neighbour, and he hath lain with thy wives before the eyes of this sun;