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.

⁶ O God, break their teeth in their mouth, The jaw-teeth of young lions break down, O Jehovah.

¹⁰ They have gaped on me with their mouth, In reproach they have smitten my cheeks, Together against me they set themselves.

¹² Arise, O Jehovah! O God, lift up Thy hand! Forget not the humble.

⁶ Rise, O Jehovah, in Thine anger, Be lifted up at the wrath of mine adversaries, And awake Thou for me: Judgment Thou hast commanded:

¹⁷ And I break the jaw-teeth of the perverse, And from his teeth I cast away prey.

³⁰ He giveth to his smiter the cheek, He is filled with reproach.

⁹ Awake, awake, put on strength, O arm of Jehovah, Awake, as `in' days of old, generations of the ages, Art not Thou it that is hewing down Rahab, Piercing a dragon!

⁹ In the rising of God to judgment, To save all the humble of earth. Selah.

¹¹ Why dost Thou turn back Thy hand, Even Thy right hand? From the midst of Thy bosom remove `it'.

⁵ And Thou, Jehovah, God of Hosts, God of Israel, Awake to inspect all the nations. Favour not any treacherous dealers of iniquity. Selah.

²³ Stir up -- why dost Thou sleep, O Lord? Awake, cast us not off for ever.

²³ Stir up, and wake to my judgment, My God, and my Lord, to my plea.

⁵ Because of the spoiling of the poor, Because of the groaning of the needy, Now do I arise, saith Jehovah, I set in safety `him who' doth breathe for it.

⁴ Turn back, O Jehovah, draw out my soul, Save me for Thy kindness' sake.

¹⁹ Wo `to' him who is saying to wood, `Awake,' `Stir up,' to a dumb stone, It a teacher! lo, it is overlaid -- gold and silver, And there is no spirit in its midst.