Now let a little water be fetched, wash your feet, and rest yourselves under the tree.
I cry to Yahweh with my voice,
and he answers me out of his holy hill.
Save me, my God!
For you have struck all of my enemies on the cheek bone.
You have broken the teeth of the wicked.
a Answer me when I call, God of my righteousness. Give me relief from my distress. Have mercy on me, and hear my prayer.
But know that Yahweh has set apart for himself him who is godly:
Yahweh will hear when I call to him.
Purify me with hyssop, and I will be clean. Wash me, and I will be whiter than snow.
a Yahweh, the God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before you.
Let my prayer enter into your presence. Turn your ear to my cry.