Psalm V

With My voice I shouted to the Lord - with My voice I have beseeched the Lord.
I pour out in Thy sight My pleading - and My tribulation I pronounce before Him.
Poised to desert Me is My spirit - and Thou knew My path.
In this way in which I used to walk - the proud hid a snare for Me.
I was surveying the right and looking - and there was none who knew Me.
Flight perished from Me - and there is none who looks after My soul.
Since for Thy sake I have endured reproach - confusion covers My face.
A stranger have I been made to My brothers - and a pilgrim to My mother's sons.
Holy Father, zeal for Thy house consumes Me and the reproaches of those upbraiding Thee have fallen upon Me.
And against Me they have been glad and have come together - gathered together over Me are whips and I did not know it.
They have been multiplied more than the hairs of My head - those who hate Me without cause.
They have been comforted, who persecuted Me, My enemies, unjustly - those whom I did not plunder I then unbound.
Iniquitous witnesses rising up - who did not know Me, were interrogating Me.
They were paying Me back evil things for good and they were disparaging Me - since I was pursuing goodness.
Thou art My Most Holy Father - My King and My God.
Stretch to My assistance - Lord God of My salvation.

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