Your terms are wonderful, * Supreme Being, I observe them.

Unfold your words which illuminate, * and give the innocent insight.

With gaping mouth I panted, * because I longed for your commandments.

Turn to me and have pity on me, * as you do for those who love your name.

Steady my steps by your word, * and let no iniquity dominate me.

Redeem me from the oppression of men, * that I may keep your precepts.

Make your face shine upon your servant, * and teach me your statutes.

My eyes shed streams of tears; * Most High, they do not keep your law.