12 For he who avenges blood remembers;

he does not ignore the cries of the afflicted.

13 Lord, see how my enemies persecute me!

Have mercy and lift me up from the gates of death,

14 that I may declare your praises

in the gates of Daughter Zion,

and there rejoice in your salvation.

12 When he maketh inquisition for blood, he remembereth them: He forgetteth not the cry of the humble. 13 Have mercy upon me, O Lord; Consider my trouble which I suffer of them that hate me, Thou that liftest me up from the gates of death: 14 That I may shew forth all thy praise In the gates of the daughter of Zion: I will rejoice in thy salvation.

12 For he who avenges murder cares for the helpless.

He does not ignore the cries of those who suffer.

13 Lord, have mercy on me.

See how my enemies torment me.

Snatch me back from the jaws of death.

14 Save me so I can praise you publicly at Jerusalem’s gates,

so I can rejoice that you have rescued me.

12 When He avenges blood, He remembers them;

He does not forget the cry of the humble.

13 Have mercy on me, O Lord!

Consider my trouble from those who hate me,

You who lift me up from the gates of death,

14 That I may tell of all Your praise

In the gates of the daughter of Zion.

I will rejoice in Your salvation.

12 He remembers who the murderers are;

he will not forget the cries of those who suffer.

13 Lord, have mercy on me.

See how my enemies hurt me.

Do not let me go through the gates of death.

14 Then, at the gates of Jerusalem, I will praise you;

I will rejoice because you saved me.

12 For he that maketh inquisition for blood remembereth them;

He forgetteth not the cry of the poor.

13 Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah;

Behold my affliction which I suffer of them that hate me,

Thou that liftest me up from the gates of death;

14 That I may show forth all thy praise.

In the gates of the daughter of Zion I will rejoice in thy salvation.

12 For when he maketh inquisition for blood, he remembereth them; the cry of the afflicted ones hath he not forgotten. 13 Be gracious unto me, O Jehovah; consider mine affliction from them that hate me, lifting me up from the gates of death: 14 That I may declare all thy praise in the gates of the daughter of Zion. I will be joyful in thy salvation.

12 The one who avenges murder has remembered oppressed people. 

He has never forgotten their cries. 

13 Have pity on me, O Lord. 

Look at what I suffer because of those who hate me. 

You take me away from the gates of death 

14 so that I may recite your praises one by one 

in the gates of Zion 

and find joy in your salvation. 

12 For the One who seeks an accounting

for bloodshed remembers them;

He does not forget the cry of the afflicted.

13 Be gracious to me, Lord;

consider my affliction at the hands of those who hate me.

Lift me up from the gates of death,

14 so that I may declare all Your praises.

I will rejoice in Your salvation

within the gates of Daughter Zion.

12 For he who avenges blood is mindful of them;

he does not forget the cry of the afflicted.

13 Be gracious to me, O Lord.

See what I suffer from those who hate me;

you are the one who lifts me up from the gates of death,

14 so that I may recount all your praises,

and, in the gates of daughter Zion,

rejoice in your deliverance.

12 for he who avenges bloodshed remembers them.

He does not forget the distressed cry of the afflicted.

13 Be gracious to me, O Yahweh.

See my suffering from those who hate me,

you who lift me up from the gates of death,

14 so that I may tell of all your praises.

In the gates of the daughter of Zion

let me rejoice in your salvation.

12 The One who pays back murderers remembers.

He doesn’t forget the cries of those who are hurting.

13 Lord, see how badly my enemies treat me!

Show me your favor. Don’t let me go down to the gates of death.

14 Then I can give praise to you

at the gates of the city of Zion.

There I will be full of joy

because you have saved me.

12 For He who requires blood remembers them;

He does not forget the cry of the afflicted.

13 Be gracious to me, O Lord;

See my affliction from those who hate me,

You who lift me up from the gates of death,

14 That I may tell of all Your praises,

That in the gates of the daughter of Zion

I may rejoice in Your salvation.