I will wash my hands in innocency: So will I compass thine altar, O Jehovah;
Blessed is he whose transgression is forgiven, Whose sin is covered.
Blessed is the man unto whom Jehovah imputeth not iniquity, And in whose spirit there is no guile.
When I kept silence, my bones wasted away Through my groaning all the day long.
Wilt thou be angry with us for ever? Wilt thou draw out thine anger to all generations?
They that make them shall be like unto them; Yea, every one that trusteth in them.
O Israel, trust thou in Jehovah: He is their help and their shield.
O house of Aaron, trust ye in Jehovah: He is their help and their shield.