I will bless Yahweh at all times,
His praise shall be on my lips continually;
my soul glories in Yahweh,
let the humble hear and rejoice.
Proclaim with me the greatness of Yahweh,
together let us extol His Name.
I seek Yahweh, and He answers me
and frees me from all my fears.
Every face turned to Him grows brighter
and is never ashamed.
A cry goes up from the poor man,
and Yahweh hears,
and helps him in all his troubles.
The angel of Yahweh pitches camp
round those who fear Him; and He keeps them safe.
How good Yahweh is- only taste and see!
Happy the man who takes shelter in Him.
Fear Yahweh, you His holy ones:
those who fear Him want for nothing.
The young lion may go empty and hungry,
but those who seek Yahweh lack nothing good.
Come, my sons, listen to me,
I will teach you the fear of Yahweh.
Which of you wants to live to the full,
who loves long life and enjoyment of prosperity?
Malice must be banished from your tongue,
deceitful conversation from your lips;
never yield to evil, practise good,
seek peace, pursue it.
The face of Yahweh frowns on evil men,
to wipe their memory from the earth;
the eyes of Yahweh are turned towards the virtuous,
His ears to their cry.
They cry for help and Yahweh hears
and rescues them from all their troubles;
Yahweh is near to the broken-hearted,
He helps those whose spirit is crushed.
Hardships in plenty beset the virtuous man,
but Yahweh rescues Him from them all;
taking care of every bone,
Yahweh will not let one be broken.
Evil will bring death to the wicked,
those who hate the virtuous will have to pay;
while Yahweh Himself ransoms the souls of His servants,
and those who take shelter in Him have nothing to pay.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem