Psalm 133-139 Young’s Literal Translation

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The Blessings of Brotherly Unity

133 1  A Song of the Ascents, by David. Lo, how good and how pleasant The dwelling of brethren—even together! 2  As the good oil on the head, Coming down on the beard, the beard of Aaron, That cometh down on the skirt of his robes, 3  As dew of Hermon—That cometh down on hills of Zion, For there Jehovah commanded the blessing—Life unto the age!

Exhortation to the Night-watchers

134 1  A Song of the Ascents. Lo, bless Jehovah, all servants of Jehovah, Who are standing in the house of Jehovah by night. 2  Lift up your hands 'in' the sanctuary, And bless ye Jehovah. 3  Jehovah doth bless thee out of Zion, The maker of the heavens and earth!

The Greatness of the LORD and the Vanity of Idols

135 1  Praise ye Jah! Praise ye the name of Jehovah, Praise, ye servants of Jehovah, 2  Who are standing in the house of Jehovah, In the courts of the house of our God. 3  Praise ye Jah! for Jehovah 'is' good, Sing praise to His name, for 'it is' pleasant. 4  For Jacob hath Jah chosen for Himself, Israel for His peculiar treasure.

5  For I have known that great 'is' Jehovah, Yea, our Lord 'is' above all gods. 6  All that Jehovah pleased He hath done, In the heavens and in earth, In the seas and all deep places, 7  Causing vapours to ascend from the end of the earth, Lightnings for the rain He hath made, Bringing forth wind from His treasures. 8  Who smote the first-born of Egypt, From man unto beast. 9  He sent tokens and wonders into thy midst, O Egypt, On Pharaoh and on all his servants. 10  Who smote many nations, and slew strong kings, 11  Even Sihon king of the Amorite, And Og king of Bashan, And all kingdoms of Canaan. 12  And He gave their land an inheritance, An inheritance to Israel His people, 13  O Jehovah, Thy name 'is' to the age, O Jehovah, Thy memorial to all generations. 14  For Jehovah doth judge His people, And for His servants comforteth Himself.

15  The idols of the nations 'are' silver and gold, Work of the hands of man. 16  A mouth they have, and they speak not, Eyes they have, and they see not, 17  Ears they have, and they give not ear, Nose—there is no breath in their mouth! 18  Like them are their makers, Every one who is trusting in them. 19  O house of Israel, bless ye Jehovah, O house of Aaron, bless ye Jehovah, 20  O house of Levi, bless ye Jehovah, Those fearing Jehovah, bless ye Jehovah. 21  Blessed 'is' Jehovah from Zion, Inhabiting Jerusalem—praise ye Jah!

Praise for the LORD's Everlasting Mercy

136 1  Give ye thanks to Jehovah, For good, for to the age 'is' His kindness. 2  Give ye thanks to the God of gods, For to the age 'is' His kindness. 3  Give ye thanks to the Lord of lords, For to the age 'is' His kindness. 4  To Him doing great wonders by Himself alone, For to the age 'is' His kindness. 5  To Him making the heavens by understanding, For to the age 'is' His kindness. 6  To Him spreading the earth over the waters, For to the age 'is' His kindness. 7  To Him making great lights, For to the age 'is' His kindness. 8  The sun to rule by day, For to the age 'is' His kindness. 9  The moon and stars to rule by night, For to the age 'is' His kindness.

10  To Him smiting Egypt in their first-born, For to the age 'is' His kindness. 11  And bringing forth Israel from their midst, For to the age 'is' His kindness. 12  By a strong hand, and a stretched-out-arm, For to the age 'is' His kindness. 13  To Him cutting the sea of Suph into parts, For to the age 'is' His kindness, 14  And caused Israel to pass through its midst, For to the age 'is' His kindness, 15  And shook out Pharaoh and his force in the sea of Suph, For to the age 'is' His kindness. 16  To Him leading His people in a wilderness, For to the age 'is' His kindness. 17  To Him smiting great kings, For to the age 'is' His kindness. 18  Yea, He doth slay honourable kings, For to the age 'is' His kindness. 19  Even Sihon king of the Amorite, For to the age 'is' His kindness. 20  And Og king of Bashan, For to the age 'is' His kindness. 21  And He gave their land for inheritance, For to the age 'is' His kindness. 22  An inheritance to Israel His servant, For to the age 'is' His kindness.

23  Who in our lowliness hath remembered us, For to the age 'is' His kindness. 24  And He delivereth us from our adversaries, For to the age 'is' His kindness. 25  Giving food to all flesh, For to the age 'is' His kindness. 26  Give ye thanks to the God of the heavens, For to the age 'is' His kindness!

The Mourning of the Exiles in Babylon

137 1  By rivers of Babylon—There we did sit, Yea, we wept when we remembered Zion. 2  On willows in its midst we hung our harps. 3  For there our captors asked us the words of a song, And our spoilers—joy: 'Sing ye to us of a song of Zion.' 4  How do we sing the song of Jehovah, On the land of a stranger? 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.

7  Remember, Jehovah, for the sons of Edom, The day of Jerusalem, Those saying, 'Rase, rase to its foundation!' 8  O daughter of Babylon, O destroyed one, O the happiness of him who repayeth to thee thy deed, That thou hast done to us. 9  O the happiness of him who doth seize, And hath dashed thy sucklings on the rock!

Thanksgiving for the LORD's Favor

138 1  By David. I confess Thee, with all my heart, Before the gods I do praise Thee. 2  I bow myself toward Thy holy temple, And I confess Thy name, For Thy kindness, and for Thy truth, For Thou hast made great Thy saying above all Thy name. 3  In the day I called, when Thou dost answer me, Thou dost strengthen me in my soul 'with' strength. 4  O Jehovah, all kings of earth confess Thee, When they have heard the sayings of Thy mouth. 5  And they sing in the ways of Jehovah, For great 'is' the honour of Jehovah.

6  For high 'is' Jehovah, and the lowly He seeth, And the haughty from afar He knoweth. 7  If I walk in the midst of distress Thou quickenest me, Against the anger of mine enemies Thou sendest forth Thy hand, And Thy right hand doth save me. 8  Jehovah doth perfect for me, O Jehovah, Thy kindness 'is' to the age, The works of Thy hands let not fall!

God's Omnipresence and Omniscience

139 1  Jehovah, Thou hast searched me, and knowest. 2  Thou—Thou hast known my sitting down, And my rising up, Thou hast attended to my thoughts from afar. 3  My path and my couch Thou hast fanned, And 'with' all my ways hast been acquainted. 4  For there is not a word in my tongue, Lo, O Jehovah, Thou hast known it all! 5  Behind and before Thou hast besieged me, And Thou dost place on me Thy hand. 6  Knowledge too wonderful for me, It hath been set on high, I am not able for it.

7  Whither do I go from Thy Spirit? And whither from Thy face do I flee? 8  If I ascend the heavens—there Thou 'art', And spread out a couch in Sheol, lo, Thee! 9  I take the wings of morning, I dwell in the uttermost part of the sea, 10  Also there Thy hand doth lead me, And Thy right hand doth hold me. 11  And I say, 'Surely darkness bruiseth me, Then night 'is' light to me. 12  Also darkness hideth not from Thee, And night as day shineth, as 'is' darkness so 'is' light. 13  For Thou—Thou hast possessed my reins, Thou dost cover me in my mother's belly. 14  I confess Thee, because that 'with' wonders I have been distinguished. Wonderful 'are' Thy works, And my soul is knowing 'it' well. 15  My substance was not hid from Thee, When I was made in secret, Curiously wrought in the lower part of earth. 16  Mine unformed substance Thine eyes saw, And on Thy book all of them are written, The days they were formed—And not one among them.

17  And to me how precious have been Thy thoughts, O God, how great hath been their sum! 18  I recount them! than the sand they are more, I have waked, and I am still with Thee. 19  Dost Thou slay, O God, the wicked? Then, men of blood, turn aside from me! 20  Who exchange Thee for wickedness, Lifted up to vanity 'are' Thine enemies. 21  Do not I hate, Jehovah, those hating Thee? And with Thy withstanders grieve myself? 22  'With' perfect hatred I have hated them, Enemies they have become to me. 23  Search me, O God, and know my heart, Try me, and know my thoughts, 24  And see if a grievous way be in me, And lead me in a way age-during!

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