Psalms 70

1 For the Chief Musician. By David. A reminder. Hurry, God, to deliver me. Come quickly to help me, Yahweh.

εἰς τὸ τέλος τῷ Δαυιδ εἰς ἀνάμνησιν εἰς τὸ σῶσαί με κύριον ὁ θεός εἰς τὴν βοήθειάν μου πρόσχες

2 Let them be disappointed and confounded who seek my soul. Let those who desire my ruin be turned back in disgrace.

αἰσχυνθείησαν καὶ ἐντραπείησαν οἱ ζητοῦντές μου τὴν ψυχήν ἀποστραφείησαν εἰς τὰ ὀπίσω καὶ καταισχυνθείησαν οἱ βουλόμενοί μοι κακά

3 Let them be turned because of their shame who say, “Aha! Aha!”

ἀποστραφείησαν παραυτίκα αἰσχυνόμενοι οἱ λέγοντές μοι εὖγε εὖγε

4 Let all those who seek you rejoice and be glad in you. Let those who love your salvation continually say, “Let God be exalted!”

ἀγαλλιάσθωσαν καὶ εὐφρανθήτωσαν ἐπὶ σοὶ πάντες οἱ ζητοῦντές σε καὶ λεγέτωσαν διὰ παντός μεγαλυνθήτω ὁ θεός οἱ ἀγαπῶντες τὸ σωτήριόν σου

5 But I am poor and needy. Come to me quickly, God. You are my help and my deliverer. Yahweh, don’t delay.

ἐγὼ δὲ πτωχὸς καὶ πένης ὁ θεός βοήθησόν μοι βοηθός μου καὶ ῥύστης μου εἶ σύ κύριε μὴ χρονίσῃς