PS 125:1 A Song of the Ascents. Those trusting in Jehovah `are' as Mount Zion, It is not moved -- to the age it abideth.
PS 125:2 Jerusalem! mountains `are' round about her, And Jehovah `is' round about His people, From henceforth even unto the age.
PS 125:3 For the rod of wickedness resteth not On the lot of the righteous, That the righteous put not forth on iniquity their hands.
PS 125:4 Do good, O Jehovah, to the good, And to the upright in their hearts.
PS 125:5 As to those turning `to' their crooked ways, Jehovah causeth them to go with workers of iniquity. Peace on Israel!