Hear me Oh LORD,
The frightful seek to extend a hand of friendship,
Yet when I enter their homes, they wish to condemn the innocent.
I am committed to the ways of your Laws,
Yet those who wish to open the door to my pleasure ask that I violate your Decrees.
How do the wicked enjoy so much merit in this world?
And how do the arrogant employ such mighty designs in their favor?
The innocent seek to make life tolerable,
Yet the wrathful condemn the blind.
Who merits a greater portion, the pawn, the sorcerer or the oracle?
I seek that there be a way of life for the warm hearted alike the weathered.
In the Merit of Your Laws do we suffice as the wine we seek for our own blessings of old mirth.
Blessed is He who Judges accordingly.
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