Bless, Jehovah, his substance, And accept the work of his hands: Smite through the loins of them that rise up against him, And of them that hate him, that they rise not again.

Let your blessing, O Lord, be on his substance, may the work of his hands be pleasing to you: may those who take up arms against him and all who have hate for him, be wounded through the heart, never to be lifted up again.

Ευλογησον, Κυριε, τα ταγματα αυτου, και δεχθητι τα εργα των χειρων αυτου· συνθλασον την οσφυν των επανισταμενων επ' αυτον, και των μισουντων αυτον, ωστε να μη εγερθωσι πλεον.

Bless, Lord, his substance, and accept the work of his hands: smite through the loins of them that rise against him, and of them that hate him, that they rise not again.