Your Name. Dead—they do not live, || Rephaim, they do not rise, || Therefore You have inspected and destroy them, || Indeed, you destroy all their memory. You have added to the nation, O YHWH, || You have added to the nation, || You have been honored, || You have put all the ends of the earth far off. O YHWH, in distress they missed You, || They have poured out a whisper, || Your discipline [is] on them. When a pregnant woman comes near to the birth, || She is pained—she cries in her