The Psalms of Thanksgiving To YAHWEH
5
YAHWEH Hast Illuminated My Face
I
give thanks unto Thee, O YAHWEH,
for
Thou hast illumined my face
with the vision of Thy truth;
wherefore
I yet shall walk in glory everlasting
along
with all the holy that hear the words of Thy mouth;
and
Thou wilt deliver me from the pit and the slough.
Howbeit,
at this hour
my
soul is sore dismayed.
Men
deem me a worthless shard
and
render my life
like a ship storm tossed on the deep,
or
like a bastion city! beleaguered by the foe.
Yea,
I am in distress
as
a woman in travail
bringing
forth her firstborn,
when,
as her time draws near,
the
pangs come swiftly upon her
and
all the grievous throes
that
rack those heavy with child.
For
now, amid throes of death,
new
life is coming to birth,
and
the pangs of travail set in,
as
at last there enters the world
the
man-child long conceived.
Now,
amid throes of death,
that
man-child long foretold
is
about to be brought forth.
Now,
amid pangs of hell,
there
will burst forth from the womb
that
marvel of mind and might,
and
that man-child will spring from the throes!
Delivery
comes apace
for
him that now lies in the womb;
as
the hour of his birth draws near,
the
pangs begin!
Come
too the grievous throes,
the
racking birth-pains come
upon
all that bear in the womb
the
seeds of the new life!
Yet,
likewise unto them
that
carry in their womb
the
seeds of worthless things are
come the grievous throes,
the
pangs of hell and the torment.
For
lo, the wall shall rock
unto
its prime foundation,
even
as rocks a ship
storm
tossed
on the waters.
The
heavens shall thunder loud,
and
they that now do dwell
on
the crumbling dust of the earth
be
as sailors on the seas,
aghast
at the roaring of the waters;
and
all the wise men thereof
be
as mariners on the deep
when
all their skill is confounded
by
the roaring of the seas,
the
seething of the depths,
the
swirling of the tides,
High
shall the billows surge,
loud
the breakers roar;
and,
even as they surge,
the
gates of Hell shall be opened,
Perdition's
shafts be loosed,
Down
shall they go screaming to the abyss,
and the gates of Hell shall open upon all worthless acts,
and
the doors of Perdition shall close
on
all the iniquity
which
they would yet bring forth;
and
the bars of eternity
on
all spirits of worthlessness.
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