Let him take his rod away from me. Let his terror not make me afraid;

愿他把杖离开我，不使惊惶威吓我。

愿他使他的杖离开我，不使他的威严恐吓我，

愿他使他的杖离开我，不使他的威严恐吓我，

若能拿开祂责打我的刑杖，使我不再受祂的惊吓，

愿他使他的刑杖离开我，愿他可畏的威严不惊吓我，

願他把杖離開我，不使驚惶威嚇我。

願他使他的杖離開我，不使他的威嚴恐嚇我，

願他使他的杖離開我，不使他的威嚴恐嚇我，

若能拿開祂責打我的刑杖，使我不再受祂的驚嚇，

願他使他的刑杖離開我，願他可畏的威嚴不驚嚇我，

願他使他的刑杖離開我，不使我懼怕他的心來使我驚惶；

願其杖離我、其威烈不復怖我、

如主不加譴責、使我驚懼、

若天主不復加譴責於我、不再使我驚懼、

someone to remove God’s rod from me, so that his terror would frighten me no more.

I wish someone would keep God from punishing me. Then his terror wouldn’t frighten me anymore.

Let him take his rod away from me, and let not dread of him terrify me.

The mediator could make God stop beating me, and I would no longer live in terror of his punishment.

Let him take his rod away from me so his terror will no longer frighten me.

Let Him remove His rod from me, And let not the dread of Him terrify me.

Let Him take His rod away from me, And do not let dread of Him terrify me.

Let him take his rod away from me, And let not his terror make me afraid:

Let Him take His rod away from me so His terror will no longer frighten me.

Let him take his rod away from me, and let not his fear terrify me:

who would take his rod away from me so that his terror would not make me afraid.

Remove your scourge away from me. I am overcome by the blow of your hand.

Shall not his majesty make you afraid, and his dread fall on you?

Behold, my terror will not make you afraid, neither will my pressure be heavy on you.

Who knows the power of your anger, your wrath according to the fear that is due to you?

“ Only don’t do two things to me, then I will not hide myself from your face:withdraw your hand far from me, and don’t let your terror make me afraid.Then call, and I will answer, or let me speak, and you answer me.

For calamity from God is a terror to me. Because of his majesty, I can do nothing.

“ Oh that I were as in the months of old, as in the days when God watched over me;when his lamp shone on my head, and by his light I walked through darkness,as I was in my prime, when the friendship of God was in my tent,when the Almighty was yet with me, and my children were around me,when my steps were washed with butter, and the rock poured out streams of oil for me,when I went out to the city gate, when I prepared my seat in the street.The young men saw me and hid themselves. The aged rose up and stood.The princes refrained from talking, and laid their hand on their mouth.The voice of the nobles was hushed, and their tongue stuck to the roof of their mouth.For when the ear heard me, then it blessed me; and when the eye saw me, it commended me:Because I delivered the poor who cried, and the fatherless also, who had no one to help him,the blessing of him who was ready to perish came on me, and I caused the widow’s heart to sing for joy.I put on righteousness, and it clothed me. My justice was as a robe and a diadem.I was eyes to the blind, and feet to the lame.I was a father to the needy. I researched the cause of him who I didn’t know.I broke the jaws of the unrighteous and plucked the prey out of his teeth.Then I said,‘ I will die in my own house, I will count my days as the sand.My root is spread out to the waters. The dew lies all night on my branch.My glory is fresh in me. My bow is renewed in my hand.’“ Men listened to me, waited, and kept silence for my counsel.After my words they didn’t speak again. My speech fell on them.They waited for me as for the rain. Their mouths drank as with the spring rain.I smiled on them when they had no confidence. They didn’t reject the light of my face.I chose out their way, and sat as chief. I lived as a king in the army, as one who comforts the mourners.

“ Yes, at this my heart trembles, and is moved out of its place.

Therefore I am terrified at his presence. When I consider, I am afraid of him.