14 Heal me, O Jehovah, and I am healed, Save me, and I am saved, for my praise 'art' Thou.
15 Lo, they are saying unto me: 'Where 'is' the word of Jehovah? pray, let it come.'
16 And I hastened not from feeding after Thee, And the desperate day I have not desired, Thou -- Thou hast known, The produce of my lips, before Thy face it hath been,
17 Be not Thou to me for a terror, My hope 'art' Thou in a day of evil.
18 Let my pursuers be ashamed, and let not me be ashamed -- me! Let them be affrighted, and let not me be affrighted -- me! Bring in on them a day of evil, And a second time 'with' destruction destroy them.
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