aad iiM shavasy a\braviid aurNavaabham ahiishuvam

paataM no rudraa paayubhir uta traayethaaM sutraatraa

aa me asya vedhaso naviiyaso manma shrudhi naviiyasaH

taa maataa vishvavedasaasuryaaaa\ya pramahasaa

iyam asya dhamyate naaLiir ayaM giirbhiH pariSkRtaH

There salute thee Epaphras, my fellowprisoner in Christ Jesus;

Ahiam the son of Sacar the Hararite, Eliphal the son of Ur,

aa ye tasthuH pRSatiiSu shrutaasu sukheSu rudraa maruto ratheSu

Make haste, O God, to deliver me; make haste to help me, O Lord.

shiiSTeSu cit te madiraaso aMshavo yatraa somasya tRmpasi

sa no niyudbhir aa pRNa kaamaM vaajebhir ashvibhiH

uSaa apa svasus tamaH saM vartayati vartaniM sujaatataa

indraagnii apaad iyam puurvaagaat padvatiibhyaH

kuSumbhakas tad abraviid gireH pravartamaanakaH

Am I a God at hand, saith the LORD, and not a God afar off?

adhiiva yad giriiNaaM yaamaM shubhraa acidhvam

bhuuribhiH samaha RSibhir barhiSmadbhi staviSyase

Neither can they prove the things whereof they now accuse me.

aa tvaa rambhaM na jivrayo rarabhmaa shavasas pate

saptii cid ghaa madacyutaa mithunaa vahato ratham

The LORD hath done great things for us; whereof we are glad.

וַיֵּאֹ֖תוּ הַכֹּֽהֲנִ֑ים לְבִלְתִּ֤י קְחַת־ כֶּ֙סֶף֙ מֵאֵ֣ת הָעָ֔ם וּלְבִלְתִּ֥י חַזֵּ֖ק אֶת־ בֶּ֥דֶק הַבָּֽיִת׃

וַיִּקְבְּר֤וּ אוֹתוֹ֙ בִּגְב֣וּל נַחֲלָת֔וֹ בְּתִמְנַת־ חֶ֖רֶס בְּהַ֣ר אֶפְרָ֑יִם מִצְּפ֖וֹן לְהַר־ גָּֽעַשׁ׃

וְרוּחֲךָ֙ הַטּוֹבָ֔ה נָתַ֖תָּ לְהַשְׂכִּילָ֑ם וּמַנְךָ֙ לֹא־ מָנַ֣עְתָּ מִפִּיהֶ֔ם וּמַ֛יִם נָתַ֥תָּה לָהֶ֖ם לִצְמָאָֽם׃