⁵⁵ I was making prayer to your name, O Lord, out of the lowest prison.

⁸ They took away from him help and right, and who gave a thought to his fate? for he was cut off from the land of the living: he came to his death for the sin of my people.

⁵ May Yahweh bless you out of Zion, and may you see the good of Jerusalem all the days of your life.

⁶ Yes, may you see your children's children. Peace be upon Israel. A Song of Ascents.