16 aI hear, and bmy body trembles;
my lips quiver at the sound;
crottenness enters into my bones;
my legs tremble beneath me.
Yet dI will quietly wait for the day of trouble
to come upon people who invade us.
Come to Our Help
To the choirmaster. cA Maskil1 of the Sons of Korah.
44 O God, we have heard with our ears,
dour fathers have told us,
what deeds you performed in their days,
ein the days of old: