And be it still my consolation, Yea, let me exult in pain that spareth not, That I have not denied the words of the Holy One.

Then should I yet¹ have¹ comfort;ª yea, I would hardenª° myself in sorrow:ª let him not¹ spare;ª° for¹ I have not¹ concealedª° the wordsª of the Holy One.ª

Then should I yet¹ haue¹ comfort,ª yea I would hardenª° my selfe in sorrow;ª let him not¹ spare,ª° for¹ I haue not¹ concealedª° the wordsª of the holy One.ª

Let the grave be my city, upon the walls of which I have leaped: I will not shrink from it; for I have not denied the holy words of my God.

Then should I yet¹ have¹ comfort;ª yea, I would hardenª° myself in sorrow:ª let him not¹ spare;ª° for¹ I have not¹ concealedª° the wordsª of the Holy One.ª

ût'hiy ôd nechämätiy waášaL'däh v'chiyläh lo yach'môl Kiy-lo khichad'Tiy im'rëy qädôsh