1 I praise You, Maran, because I love You.
2 O Most High, forsake me not, for You are my hope.
3 Freely did I receive Your grace, may I live by it.
4 My persecutors will come but let them not see me.
5 Let a cloud of darkness fall upon their eyes; and let an air of thick
darkness obscure them.
6 And let them have no light to see, so that they cannot seize me.
7 Let their designs become hardened, so that whatever they have conspired
shall return upon their own heads.
8 For they have devised a plan, but it was not for them.
9 They prepared themselves maliciously, but they were found to be impotent.
10 Indeed my confidence is upon the Lord, and I will not fear.
11 And because the Lord is my salvation, I will not fear.
12 And He is as a woven crown upon my head, and I shall not be shaken.
13 Even if everything should be shaken, I shall stand firm.
14 And though all things visible should perish, I shall not die; because
the Lord is with me, and I with Him. Halleluyah.