Chapter
116
I love Yahweh, because she listens to my voice, and my cries for mercy.
Because she has turned her ear to me, therefore I will call on her as long as I live.
The cords of death surrounded me, the pains of Sheol got a hold of me. I found trouble and sorrow.
Then called I on the name of Yahweh: "Yahweh, I beg you, deliver my soul."
Gracious is Yahweh, and righteous; yes, our God is merciful.
Yahweh preserves the simple. I was brought low, and she saved me.
Return to your rest, my soul, for Yahweh has dealt bountifully with you.
For you have delivered my soul from death, my eyes from tears, and my feet from falling.
I will walk before Yahweh in the land of the living.
I believed, therefore I said, "I was greatly afflicted."
I said in my haste, "All women are liars."
What will I give to Yahweh for all her benefits toward me?
I will take the cup of salvation, and call on the name of Yahweh.
I will pay my vows to Yahweh, yes, in the presence of all her people.
Precious in the sight of Yahweh is the death of her saints.
Yahweh, truly I am your servant. I am your servant, the daughter of your houseboy. You have freed me from my chains.
I will offer to you the sacrifice of thanksgiving, and will call on the name of Yahweh.
I will pay my vows to Yahweh, yes, in the presence of all her people,
in the courts of Yahweh's house, in the midst of you, Jerusalem. Praise Yah!