4O my God, cause me to escape From the hand of the wicked, From the hand of the perverse and violent.
5For Thou art my hope, O Lord Jehovah, My trust from my youth.
6By Thee I have been supported from the womb, From my mother's bowels Thou dost cut me out, In Thee is my praise continually.
7As a wonder I have been to many, And Thou art my strong refuge.
8Filled is my mouth with Thy praise, All the day with Thy beauty.