4 O my God, cause me to escape From the hand of the wicked, From the hand of the perverse and violent.
5 For Thou [art] my hope, O Lord Jehovah, My trust from my youth.
6 By Thee I have been supported from the womb, From my mother`s bowels Thou dost cut me out, In Thee [is] my praise continually.
7 As a wonder I have been to many, And Thou [art] my strong refuge.
8 Filled is my mouth [with] Thy praise, All the day [with] Thy beauty.
9 Cast me not off at the time of old age, According to the consumption of my power forsake me not.
10 For mine enemies have spoken against me, And those watching my soul have taken counsel together,
