Psalm 112-114
Young's Literal Translation
112 Praise ye Jah! O the happiness of one fearing Jehovah, In His commands he hath delighted greatly.
2 Mighty in the earth is his seed, The generation of the upright is blessed.
3 Wealth and riches [are] in his house, And his righteousness is standing for ever.
4 Light hath risen in darkness to the upright, Gracious, and merciful, and righteous.
5 Good [is] the man -- gracious and lending, He sustaineth his matters in judgment.
6 For -- to the age he is not moved; For a memorial age-during is the righteous.
7 Of an evil report he is not afraid, Prepared is His heart, confident in Jehovah.
8 Sustained is his heart -- he feareth not, Till that he look on his adversaries.
9 He hath scattered -- hath given to the needy, His righteousness is standing for ever, His horn is exalted with honour.
10 The wicked seeth, and hath been angry, His teeth he gnasheth, and hath melted, The desire of the wicked doth perish!
113 Praise ye Jah! Praise, ye servants of Jehovah. Praise the name of Jehovah.
2 The name of Jehovah is blessed, From henceforth, and unto the age.
3 From the rising of the sun unto its going in, Praised [is] the name of Jehovah.
4 High above all nations [is] Jehovah, Above the heavens [is] his honour.
5 Who [is] as Jehovah our God, He is exalting [Himself] to sit?
6 He is humbling [Himself] to look On the heavens and on the earth.
7 He is raising up from the dust the poor, From a dunghill He exalteth the needy.
8 To cause to sit with princes, With the princes of His people.
9 Causing the barren one of the house to sit, A joyful mother of sons; praise ye Jah!
114 In the going out of Israel from Egypt, The house of Jacob from a strange people,
2 Judah became His sanctuary, Israel his dominion.
3 The sea hath seen, and fleeth, The Jordan turneth backward.
4 The mountains have skipped as rams, Heights as sons of a flock.
5 What -- to thee, O sea, that thou fleest? O Jordan, thou turnest back!
6 O mountains, ye skip as rams! O heights, as sons of a flock!
7 From before the Lord be afraid, O earth, From before the God of Jacob,
8 He is turning the rock to a pool of waters, The flint to a fountain of waters!
